A relaxing weekend . . . NOT!



First, my parents put me to work mowing the lawn. And when the mower is as big as this one, trust me - it's at lot of work!

Then, they told me I had to get all of the rocks out of the garden. At least I got to sit down for this job.




Huh - What do you mean I have to wash all of the dirt off the dog? I'm not the one who told him it was ok to roll in the dirt!

I've washed and I've washed, but these dog-gone mud spots won't come off. Boy I'm getting tired!

It's time I pick my own job - and I think that's gonna be a nap! No discussion!

P.S. Don't tell the parents!