Pampering
Monday, August 14, 2006
Campaign headquarters has hardwood floors. They look fancy and impress visitors, but the click-clack of my paws is annoying. Everywhere I go, the sound follows, and I can't sneak up on any of my aides to monitor their work without being noticed. Because of this, every few weeks I require a pawdicure. My campaign manager uses a Dremel to file down my nails to nicely rounded nubs, which are perfect for clandestine staff observations. Today I caught one of my campaign aides surfing the 'net for sales on vintage ceramic clown dolls. That's just creepy. Maybe the less I know about my aides' lives the better.
2 Comments:
i hear you mr. peterson, i mean, i *really* hear you with that clickity, clackity sound that you make whilst dancing across those hardwood floors! (btw, be afraid, be very afraid, of *anyone* who surfs the net searching for vintage ceramic clown dolls)
Thank you for the advice, Judith. Though I am naturally disposed to like and accept all of human nature, I am still very afraid of vintage ceramic clown doll lovers.
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