Cassi

How my conversation went with my dog this morning as I was crawling around in the dirt at an ungodly hour on a Saturday morning:

Me: “Hey Cassi, I’m going to pick up Dad from the airport this afternoon. I know you miss him.”

Dog: Silence

Me: “I wanted to sleep in this morning, but nooooo, I had some fall cleanup to do. As you know, this is a big property full of wonderful gardens and they take a bit of work.”

Dog: Nuthin

Me: “Besides, I have to be super tired by the end of the day so that I can fall asleep, ready to get up at 5:30 tomorrow morning to play piano for Jesus.”

Dog: Still nuthin

Me: “You understand every word I’m saying, right?”

Dog: I understand my owner is crazy-town.