Momma has been acting funny all week. She's been putting clothes in the dining room, stacking books next to the clothes, and getting lots of flashlights and batteries out of the cabinets. Yesterday, she brought up a big bag from the basement and when I finally asked what was going on she told me she was going on a trip. Without me. Waaahhhhh!
When I asked why I couldn't go on the trip with her, Momma told me she was going to visit the turtles. Oh, turtles! I've got lots of those. So I gathered up all my turtles thinking that Momma would stay home with me and play with my turtles instead of flying off to Savannah to play with those turtles.
"What's that, Momma? You're not going to Savannah to play with the turtles? Great! So you'll be staying home with me and playing with my turtles? No? Why not?"
Momma finally explained to me that she doesn't play with the turtles in Savannah. Apparently, she goes down there every summer to work with the Caretta Research Project and no dogs are allowed, not even pugs. Sheesh!
I did some digging around on Stubby's blog and found this blog post from 2009 that he did about Momma's turtle trip. Stubby was used to Momma leaving him for a week every summer but I am new to Momma and I'm such a Momma's girl that I don't know what I'm going to do without her.
No Momma means no blogging so I'm just going to stay in this spot and pout until Momma returns. I may even go on a hunger strike. That will show Momma, won't it?
On second thought, maybe I will take a little trip myself. Momma won't miss me since she'll be gone and Daddy is so busy working he won't even realize I've left the house until I return. Where should I go?