Photographic Proof

I know that you people don’t believe my stories or this one or this one.  I hear the doubt in your voice when I relate some of the antics at the Bright Compound.  You think to yourself, “No, she must be exaggerating.”  I tell you that I am not.

This past weekend My Honey went fishing with my brother, The Fish Whisperer, and the Idiot Dog was absolutely despondent that he was gone.    He pined, I tell you.  I walked out of the kitchen at one point and saw this.  I suspect he just became so exhausted from peering out the window, he had to rest.

Of course, my initial reaction was, “What the hell is this?”  Idiot Dog just looked at me as it to say, “Oh, hi.”  Before I made him get down, I grabbed my phone and took this quick picture.

Because, no one would have ever believed me otherwise.  I mean what dog does this?  I often find him on the coffee table, but the kitchen table?  Really?

Even with all my long winded complaining, I can’t ever leave here.  What would I ever do for amusement?