Vile Voles, African Bush Babies, and Seniors!

If my upright hadn't forced me to wear doggles, I would not have stolen the covers off her bed!

This week I performed at assisted living and memory care facilities.  I love greeting each senior.  They pet me, sometimes feed me a treat, and then enjoy my tricks.  We performed tales from Africa.  I play a poor dog who begs for food, but the rich man refuses to even give me a treat.  How rude!  The stories are fun and are filled with strange and exotic animals.  Lions, tigers, spiders, and galagos (bush babies).  The galagos sound like a crying baby when it senses danger.  They have large eyes and ears and feast on insects.  There are many African myths and legends regarding these nocturnal bush-babies.
I also got into trouble this week, but I don’t feel it was really my fault.  Now that summer is almost over, we’re not as busy doing programs.  I’m bored.  I need to work, and if my upright doesn’t provide me with work, I’ll create my own!
So this week, I stole all of the covers off my upright’s bed after she made it.  I dragged the blanket and comforter down the hallway, then bunched them up to create a cushy spot for myself.  I thought I was helping her put clean sheets and blankets on her bed.   I also found some dog treats that had been left in a jacket pocket.  I ate a hole in the jacket and devoured the treats.  They still tasted good, even though they were pretty old.  I chased the cat; the cat chased me.  Clearly, this is not my fault.  I’m an innocent participant.  The cat stares at me until I feel compelled to chase her.
Then, I dug a hole in the yard.  In my defense, the yard has become overrun with vicious vile Voles.  Voles consume the roots of your plants such as bushes, flowers, and grass.  I wanted to teach the vile vole a lesson.  They kept popping their heads out of their holes, driving me crazy until I caught one.  I don’t particularly enjoy playing with a ball, but I love tossing a vole high into the air and then catching it!  I call this game “Flying Vole” and look forward to playing it again.  The voles, however, do not enjoy this game, which is why I had to dig a hole in the backyard.  I just wanted to play “Flying Vole!”   

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A Vicious Vile Vole! I can tell that he wants to play "Flying Vole" with me!