Paw Prints on Tile
I’m going to be really happy when the new studios at Music Authority are finished. Mom and Dad are both working really long hours to get the painting done, the walls up, and everything just right.
And when they work really long hours guess who else has to work really long hours. Yep, that’s right, me! Somewhere at home in the backyard is a salamander I’ve been trying to catch since the spring. He’s probably there right now, laying on the patio next to the grill, enjoying the sunshine while the cat watches him through the back door.
But back to the new studios…
I tried to help decorate yesterday but it only made Dad mad. He left the paint pan on the floor of the hallway so I walked through I and left paw prints all across the tile of the Student Lounge. I thought it was very artistic.
Apparently Dad has a different opinion of “artistic.”
He had to stop his painting and clean the paw prints off the floor and then the paint off of me. I would have cleaned it off myself but boy did it smell bad. I guess I should put on socks or something the next time I try to paint.