Day 68 Wed Sept 18 Zoe’s Morning Pages
BARKERLOUNGER
BLISS
Hey
hello Zoemou buttercream. Yum I had a good one yesterday dint I. Email from
pink with a pixburg update. Run in the park with M. Delicious hamburger
breakfast and dinner. A good long nap in the barkerlounger without any
disruption for the better part of the morning. Oh yeah life is good life is
good. Only thing bad that happened really was on Monday night them stillers
looked like a real sad excuse for a football team and the girls were bummed.
But I dint mind, cause I don’t really care for all that slammin around and
growlin those huge men do on the grass. It aint natural really.
I
seen them men in the stands with their faces all painted and their bellies all
hanging out and they’s swayin from side to side and barin their teeth at the camera
like they were fixin to eat it or somethin.
It
ain’t normal.
B
says football’s like watchin the gladiators in old roam, wherever that is...
And so the audience is tryin to get their frustrations out and the only way
they can imagine doin it is to put a bunch of gnarly guys into an arena and
watch them have at each other like a pack of wild animals. And I said “hey B
watch it, my people is a pack of wild animals not so many generations back ya
know!” Come to think of it, ain’t her people a pack a wild animals just a few
extra generations further back? I mean we are all related am I right?
Anyways
I dint mean to spend so much time talkin about football....What I wanted to
talk about was the great value of loungin. I noticed them commercials is now directin
everyone’s attention to the high art of loungin. Retiring and grillin and
chillin and livin the high life in your own back yard! Them ads act like they
just discovered relaxation and now they’re hot to package it on up and sell it
to you, like you can’t figure out how to do it on your own. Man people is confusin
sometimes. Seems like they can figure out how to cash in on every conceivable
thing in the universe. I bet if you wait long enough they’d be sellin ya air to
breath and people’d be lined up to buy it, at a premium too!
Hey
did I mention Mischa’s cousin called her today. She loves when that happens,
keeps her all connected to her tribe. I wish my cousins called more often. Pink
writes but she hates the phone. Nicki aint feelin too good so he dont call.
Them terriors aint tall enough to reach the phone. Luna called once, but I
haven’t heard from her in weeks and weeks now. Eclipse don’t call cause she
thinks the phone’s a biscuits and starts gnawing on it, so her mom’s hide from
her. A coupla my cousins went to
heaven this year, apparently they can’t seem to find the phone up there. All in
all I’m gonna half to get in on Mischa’s calls from her cuzes if I want to get
that warm and fuzzy feelin. My canine family is not cooperatin.
Speakin
a cooperatin, I got to talk a coupla sweet potato cookies to make their way
into my snout. Aloha for now.
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