Sammy Sighs

Wow, I haven't been able to write in a while. I don't think Mom is paying that much attention to me and she forgot about how I like to blog. Geezers.

Last night, I resorted to helping Dad type his "union" business, I was going to help him. Poor Dad was working so hard.

I like to sit on his shoulder. He keeps telling me I'm not a parrot. But, I like to sit there. I figured he'd like a little warmth and softness on his shoulder. Who wouldn't?

So, anyway, Silly Sissy has to get up there and lay right by him, interfering with our guy time. Then, since Sophie is having a sleepover, she gets up there too.

How are us guys going to get anything done????