My Turn

J does all the shopping on the machine here. She'd starve if it wasn't for the invention of the computer. We'd all starve. (cats get stuck in my teeth--and those claws really sting going down)

When she orders groceries, she gets me dog food. I like it. No complaints.

But I'd like more. Who wouldn't?

Well, it was my turn on the machine today. I got the card.

Yep. Petco.

I dithered a bit. Looked at Petsmart and a few other sites--you can't live with an author and not know about how to Google. Besides, that's what we're working on in our "classes" right now.

I say we. You've got to know I try to sleep through that stuff, but both guys J works with are trying to find out how to find stuff online. It's not like I can avoid learning how. ...Especially when they repeat it over and over.

Even without thumbs, if you want to find something on the machine, I'm your dog.

Let's not talk about the no-thumbs thing, though. That just gets me all bitter.

So, back to the good stuff. I ordered an extra large peanut filled knuckle. Anything with a five inch knuckle has got to be extra large...I don't want to meet whatever type of creature that is. I also got a 5 or 6 inch plain bone--so J can put stuff in it. I like my own peanutbutter, you understand. I also got some baked blueberry and almond yogurt treats. What can I say? the kid's health kick got to me, too. Don't worry--the little monsters got some catnip. Like they need an excuse to carry on and annoy me.

I'll let you know when it gets here.

For now, I think I'll go and have a nap. Shopping online is more tiring than I thought. And J doesn't share her coffee.

Cosmo