The Daily Baxter

I am a hero. 

Yup! Bonafide, for reals and everything.

Last night I spent almost 2 hours trying to state my case, and Amanda spent 2 hours ignoring me.  Except for a few minutes where she came and tried to calm me down, then tried to video tape me for entertainment purposes.  Seriously!! I was on a mission!  No time for cute videos!!

Here’s the scoop.  I have never been a fan of the basement.  I also am not a big fan of change.  On Monday night Ryan did some rearranging in the basement and set up his bike so he could ride it inside.  Why’d he do that?  It just seems weird.  And I don’t like it.

But I sucked it up and forgot about the bike because there were real issues at hand.  I stood on those steps to the basement and barked and barked and barked.  I barked so much I needed 2 bowls of water. After a long, long time Ryan came down.  I ran right over to the cupboard and I looked anxiously at him and I waited and I wiggled my little tail just to make sure he was paying attention.

He got my message and opened that cupboard alright.  Let’s just say that it got louder from there and if Amanda thinks I’m a loud barker she might want to do a little self review.   She is LOUD!

What was in the cupboard?  You ready for it?  It was a big, fat, scary, gross, disgusting, icky, nasty rat!  IN THE HOUSE!

Of course no one wanted to touch that thing, so this ski glove and a pair of extra long grill tongs and a garbage can were all rounded up.  Ryan did all the heavy lifting, and I mostly went on a mission to steal Amanda’s gloves.  What?  I did my job of identifying the perpetrator, it’s Ryan’s job to hand out punishment, right?

As for Amanda, you owe me.  Big time.  I don’t like the bike, but I’m not dumb enough to bark at it for hours.  Sheesh!