The worst part of the day. Sitting outside the living room door waiting for Joanna to come out. It is rather tiresome. I can smell food in there. My most cherished treat of all, chocolate! But Joanna never lets me near it. I once managed to sneak a piece of chocolate cake from Herself whilst she was distracted. But now they are all on their guard.
Anyway, sometimes I am permitted to join them, in the living room. There is so much to do, and yet Joanna usually just sits with her eyes glued to the TV. How dull. She never appreciates my suggestions such as bouncing onto the sofas- if herself and Joanna are occupying a sofa each I like to run between them. My favorite things include chewing the rugs and finding sticks. The only problem is doing either of these two things, results in Joanna depositing me back in the kitchen. She can be so rude.
I have found that if I lie on my back, across Joanna’s knee with my paws in the air, she will happily rub my tummy. This at least gives me a few minutes in the living room. But even I with my endless patience cannot keep that up all evening. Joanna just does not understand my need for variety, and as soon as I do anything else, I’m out!
