Woof everyone! Joe’s busy searching for another job so he’s assigned me to show you our new place. Right now, I’m in the studying room where I like to look out of the window. There’s nothing much to see out there but in case someone comes along and gives me food, I wouldn’t want to miss it!
Joe doesn’t care I look out of the window most of the time because most of the time, he looks out of his own little window too. So, both of us just look out at our own windows when we are in the studying room.
Sometimes, I try to imitate him by focusing real hard on my window but really, there’s nothing interesting out there. I wonder how he can stare at his for hours on end. *shrugs* Anyway, let’s on move to my favourite place in the house…
Nope, not the kitchen (although I do like to hang around there when Joe’s cooking).
It is my cul-de-sac…my humble quarters….my home-sweet-home…
Of course, anyone who enters it enters at their own risk. I do not usually put up warning like this unless absolutely necessary. Grrrrrr…
Moving along, we have the lounge area where I’m allowed access anywhere but the couch. It’s not that comfy anyway (I heard from Shirz).
Hey, what’s that you’re eating? May I have some please? Pretty pluuurrrssseee? *Drools*
Ok, if you think that I can do this when THEY are around, you’re wrong but I do have to show you the WHOLE house, don’t I? So, Joe, if you are angry with me for entering the bedroom (and laying my paws on your bed), you’re being very unreasonable. Remember you are the one who asked me to show everyone the house?
It isn’t fun just showing the bedroom without the walk-in robe, is it? =P
And just to show that it’s an ensuite bedroom, I will enter their toilet just for once. Oooooo…I’m too sexy for my bum…. ;)
Next we have the guest room…where there’s nothing there except the ironing board and iron…
And the guest toilet where the water in the bowl is much tastier but for some reason, I’m not allowed to drink from it (but it’s ok to stare).
And then we have the guest bathroom which is, of course, my least favourite place because, once a week, they put me in that tub and attempt to drown me. But they’d usually let me go after I put up a good fight.
I don’t know what this room is but I called it the temperamental room. It stays quiet at times but if I’m not careful, it’ll start growling at me. Ssshhh...
Oh look! I love this thing! It brings me to places like the park and whenever it starts rumbling, I get all excited. Hmm…I wonder when it’ll start rumbling again…
The legitimate drinking water (which is less tasty). *Grimace*
This is where I devise ways to catapult the neighbour’s cats into the sun (hehe, yeah, I’m one of the dogs in ‘Pooch Café’). They can be found on their roof but until I’ve come up with the ingenious plan, I will just bark at them to death.
When I get tired of barking at the stupid cats, I sometimes lie on my back to tan my bikini line and uneven fur tone around my, erm, perineum. Shiok sia, I tell ya.Ok, it’s dinner time. I shall finish this house intro up with the following pics…
I hope you’ve enjoyed the house tour with me. Till then, woof!
Xoxoxo,
Ginger
