Tangled | My Life as a Ham

I have a lot of free time. Don’t act too surprised. It’s not that I don’t feel busy with all of my ball searching, blanket hiding, napping, Veda badgering, blogging, eating, and what not. And what not. I do feel busy. I feel useful. When I look around at my other canine pals I don’t see any of them using this interweb to project joy into the world. My friends mostly discuss the meaning of life and then fall asleep. At least I stay involved with the public. Nonetheless, there are still times when I find myself sitting in the same spot of sunshine with my eyes half closed and thinking whether or not I am a productive being.

Am I a productive being?

Yup. I most certainly am a productive being! That doesn’t mean I can’t indulge in seemingly wasteful activities such as watching television or various films. As a matter of fact, I use those activities to convince my furless, two-legged friends to play into fiction based fun. There was this time in the picture below when Dad was farting out of the window and I convinced him to reenact a scene from the always amazing Lion King instead.

Puppy belly!

I was so high up! I could see the Elephant Graveyard from up there (the Elephant Graveyard was just the bathroom, but it was definitely a place where I didn’t want to go). We’ve enacted other movie scenes too. I once played Dan Marino in the Ace Ventura movie and Dad was Ray Finkle…we broke a window doing that one. In my defense, the ball I was holding had the laces out despite whatever Dad says! Veda joined in on that reenactment too, she played Ace Ventura when he visited the mental health institution. A rather convincing role reenactment, Ms. Potato!

Halftime!

We certainly do have an extraordinary time here at the Johnkinson household! I’m not going to blather on about the fun we have when you could be out there making up your own worlds and costumes. Perhaps I will leave you with one of my gender bending interpretations because we don’t care about gender roles in this house (I’ve seen dad knit a scarf and mom build a table from wood scraps). Here’s my last picture from this photo-filled blog entry.