And the countdown is on! Just one more day of work and I’m done until after Christmas. Hurray!
It’s been so busy. On top of everything that I always have to do, there’s been the extra vigilance, what with all the comings and goings and doorbells ringing and people and everything. I wonder if I get paid extra for all this. It’s exhausting.
But good news! I’m going to the Rex! I love, love, love the Rex. I just hope the papparazzi are on vacation too cause I’m not in the mood for flash bulbs.
Merry Christmas everyone!
I have a buddy named Brutus. You probably remember him from here. Right now I feel so bad for him. I think I owe him an apology.
Dude! Dude! Dude! I am sorry, sorry, sorry that those people you live with probably saw that one picture of me and then they thought it was okay to do this:
Who does this?
I feel your pain, buddy, I feel your pain.
In order to get myself ready for a strenuous week of training these people I live with, I have had to be quite resourceful in ensuring I’m physically and emotionally up for the challenge.
Here I’m doing something I invented. It really helps.
It’s called Open Eyes Meditation Yoga Pose, by Taz. It complements my other yoga poses.
Go ahead – try it, you’ll see.
This is a picture of me with my very first ball that I taught these people that I live with to buy me. Sigh. I can’t believe how young I look, and so carefree. Also? No grey hair. That’s what a lifetime of training and being on guard and entertaining everyone and everything will do to you. I miss the good old days.