So, I was underneath a blanket the other day trying to figure out what was poking me through the thin layer of dog fresh fabric. It’s, basically, the best game ever. Thin beams of light would break through the woven holes in the blanket and I would catch the glimpse of a hand coming to push, poke, and grab me. The woosh of the hand passing my ears clued me in to dodge left and then bite right. I have excellent hearing. Excellent. For example: My mom’s car has four wheel disk brakes which sounds completely different from the neighbor’s rear wheel drum brakes which sounds completely different than that hipster fella on a skateboard. Trust me, I have excellent hearing. Anyways, I was under the blanket having a crappington good time when I got sleepy all of a sudden. What to do next? Yes, sleep. I don’t ask hard questions because my brain can only grasp simple concepts which require very limited postulating about future events. Don’t get me wrong, I gots me some good intuition to make up for the lack of advanced reasoning. Hence, I got sleepy so I intuited that I needed a nap. A nap, for me, requires one of a few things: 1. A sunshiney spot, 2. A wall on which to jam my head, or 3. A giant bed. On this day, I was provided with a giant bed to meet my nap qualifications and a nap ensued. My buddy Veda let me curl up right next to her and we really snoozed it up for a while. I think she enjoyed it more than I did.
Break time for my buddy and me
You see that!? She loves it when I give her a little face massage and let her hog the entire edge of the bed. Generous? More like selfless to a fault. I barely slept a couple of hours stuck in that position, but that’s what best friends do for each other. Man, she loves me. I love her too though. You wouldn’t believe what happened after we woke up. We went outside!
Best day ever.
-Hamshanks
My Life as a Ham 