How can I rest? Out there somewhere is storm with rumbles.
The Neurotic Noodle
Small worries, posted as they happen.
Some days I feel like a nut. Some days I feel emotional break down on a leash.
I refused to eat my kibble last night, and now it is stale.
There is something out there in the night staring back.
I think I see something.
I tried to count my toes, but I don't know how to count. I suspect I am also getting shorted treats.
There was several pieces of kibble stuck together. My day it shot.
I slept on my tail wrong. Now it creaks when I wag.
I heard something on the roof.
Today, it took me four clockwise and five counterclockwise rotations to find the perfect patch of grass. That is one too many.
A toad looked at me funny.