Bedtime… Again?

Wasn’t I just sleeping at your feet while you were swearing at the computer, mum?  I seem to recall that I was, and that I was rewarded with a quick trip outside to “empty the bag”.

And now a special programming note from mum:

A quick aside here for anyone who is just joining us, or who wasn’t around for the “Klaus years”.  My dearly departed husband Klaus was from Austria.  He had a great sense of humor, coupled with the fun and frivolity of English as his second language.  Klaus adored our darling Airedale Bogart Handsome Devil (see www.toaireisdivine.com/blog for his life story), and was always coming up with interesting phrases that I called “Klaus-isms” which are things that absolutely make perfect sense, but are never expressed in the way that a native speaker would say them.  “Emptying the bag” is one of those things.  Klaus used to watch Bogart pee, then tell him to make sure that he “emptied the bag” before he came inside.  Bogart learned that he should do all of his peeing outside, and was pretty easily housebroken.  The gist of it was that Klaus would just wait long enough, or walk Bogart far enough, so that he had no more pee – and empty bladder – thus, and “empty bag”.  I carry on many of these Klaus-isms because they make me laugh and remind me of him.  Now back to your scheduled program.

So… back to me.

Yes, yes, yes, I was indeed snoozing for awhile while you worked mum.  I was.  Just because my eyes weren’t fully closed, or my ears were wonking about, doesn’t mean that I wasn’t sleeping.  It counts.  So I don’t feel like turning in just yet, I’d like to, oh I don’t know, maybe play with this ball – maybe even on the bed – for awhile.

So lets do that.  WAKE UP, IT WILL BE FUN

Love,

Otto Fizz