Random Thoughts

[arewethereyet]

Ziggy is laying in the kitchen gazing longingly at the place where the food bowls usually are.

I have an elevated holder for two bowls (without the elevation he will lay down and eat till he explodes, I am convinced of that). I picked the whole thing up to wash both the bowls and the stand. I think he is afraid there will never be food again at his disposal. Little does he know that we currently have three large bags of food on hand and starvation is not in his future.

Meanwhile, the old broad - Karma - is under my desk snoring like an old man after a holiday feast.