Friday Responds

Yesterday I wrote a letter to my dog Friday, asking if there was a way she could go running with me. She has sent a letter I would like to share with you.

Dear Daddy,

You have no idea what my life if like. I wake you up at 6:00am so you can rub my tummy, then I insist you take me out, followed by a treat. Next I wait for you to drink that funny brown water from your handheld bowl, as I wait for food in my bowl.

I have to plan playtime with you before you go to work, then I head upstairs for my 4 hour nap. Later I come downstairs to let Mark know it's time for my next walk. He looks at me kind of funny, because he is playing with the XBox thing, eventually though he takes me for a walk. Of course that is followed by a treat.

Soon I am back upstairs on my....I mean your bed sleeping. When you come home from work, I am SOOOOOOO happy to see you. I want to play, go out side, play some more, have you rub my tummy, and then sit with you on the couch.

As you can see my day is full, and now you want to add running to it? Are you on catnip or something?

Come on.....my energy needs to be saved so I can play with you. Add to that I need my beauty sleep.

No running for me....unless you mean we are going to hunt my arch nemesis - The Bunny! Let's roll then.

In the meantime I need to go back to sleep.

Love,
Friday