It's weird though. The only time Big G does the laundry is when the red socks are in the little box. Otherwise, Mommy & I go downstairs to the bigger boxes in the room with all kinds of interesting smells.
I love smells. They entrance me.
I took a break from blogging because I heard something on the funny little box about the "dog days of summer". Sweet! Our own vacation! So I packed up a bag full of cookies & sat by the door, waiting to go somewhere fun but nothing happened. Well, I did go bye-bye to get a frappe and that was cool but...nothing else.
It's okay though because I found out that what "dog days" really are. It means that it's so hot out, all dogs should stay inside in the air conditioning with their peeps. I don't like the heat. It makes me shed buckets of fur. Big G suggested to Mommy that she knit a sweater with it but she didn't laugh.