Hola todos! I have told ML that I am taking over here for a while. It is, after all "The Labraventures of CARBON", not "The Moaning Ramblings of MAMA LADY", no? So I am stretching out my little black paws to bring you mi vida, my life, from my point of view. Que bien! Let's get started.
La mañana, the morning, was aburrido, BORING. The only interesting thing was I got to hear Echo bark and my Tia Mags on the computer. Ojala, que bien! How good! ML plays with her sparkly pens and talks to Mags and some other nice Eeenglish people and she is happy. I am happy too because we get a walk after the sparkly pens. Everyone wins!
Estan listas? Are you ready? I am learning German and here is a new word for you: Apotheke. Si, si, my German is getting so much better. ML has been studying all the time so I learn some words when she says them out loud because I am a perro muy inteligente, a very intelligent dog.
This afternoon I took ML to the APOTHEKE. While we waited for my medication to make me super strong, I made super strong love eyes to another lady waiting in line to try to get her to give me COOKIES!! Que lastima, she did not understand my love eyes and no cookies came, even if she did smile at me. ML said, "Good lord, Carbon, quit making googly eyes at people - not everyone has cookies in their pockets".
Numero uno: I do not make GOOGLY eyes, I make LOVE eyes. And si, I look very guapo, handsome while I am doing it. Numero dos: YES, everyone DOES have cookies in their pockets. Do not try to fool me, ML, I was not born yesterday! Pfft!
After the Apotheke, we walked to the car. I LOVE walking to the car because we go by so many good smells plus through a big park where I can leave my news here and there and over there and just there and there too. I have so many stories to tell, de verdad.
ML was impatient with me. She is impatient a lot with me these days and very grumbly. I just keep doing my important job of giving her besitos (special Carbon kisses) and hope she will feel better. Today she felt extra grumbly so I was extra charming. I am very good at my job, de verdad, and that is the TRUTH.
So we got to the car and ML pushed the little key chain button thing and...nada. Rien. Niente. Null. I have run out of languages, but you get the idea. OUR TARDIS WAS DEAD!!!! CATASTROPHE!!! WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?????
Whew, que dificuldad. ML put me in the front seat: where I DO NOT belong. She grabbed her phone and ran out of the garage. Then she ran back in and got me out of the car. Then we walked out of the garage and sat down. ML had a cry over the TARDIS. It was pretty sad. How am I supposed to get back to Eeengland and Cornwall and the
@Beanwood gang and Reuben and Nellie and all my other friends without my TARDIS?
We waited and waited and waited. Then a big orange car came . ML talked to a grumpy man. Why is everyone so grumpy lately? The grumpy man put funny wires into the TARDIS and then yelled at ML. Later ML explained to me that the grumpy man was yelling instructions to her in Bavarian - that is different then German - and when she asked him to say it in German, he just yelled louder in Bavarian.
Humans are ridiculous, tengo rázon, no? Am I right?
Then we had to drive and drive and drive because the grumpy man told us to. Eventually we came back to my nice doctor lady. Si, si, that's where we were going all along! But it was too l late in the day and the office was closed. EXCEPT they forgot to lock the door and ML went in anyway. Oh, she is very sneaky that way.
My vet lady was still there so she gave me my super strong medication in a shot - I was very brave - and then she waited. ML said she was waiting for me to croak, but as I am no frog, I cannot imagine what she meant. I did not bark, or cry or CROAK, I just sat there. And I may have licked the floor because...que rico, how delicious, a floor that had been walked on by so many other dogs all day! Heaven!
After a very, very long time (maybe: being a dog my time judgement can be skewed by how close it is to my next meal) we talked to Vet Lady, she pronounced me 'just fine' (but of course) and we finally got to go home. ML says she can now give me my super strong medication every other day. It is a needle but I do not care. Gentleman dogs are not afraid of needles.
Oh, and Vet Lady said that I cannot compete in the Tour de France because my new super strong medication is something called "doping" so I am disqualified. Pfft! As if I would run willy nilly through France at top speed: there are way too many croissants to stop and enjoy along the way.
Now ML and I are very tired. We had a big day: it took us five hours to get to Vet Lady and back again. Tomorrow ML says we are going no where except for our walks. Ojala! I'm all for an adventure, but a nice rest day sounds muy bueno, very good to me!