Sharing Bread

The other day when I was out for a walk by myself, I discovered a pile of bread that a neighbor had thrown out for the birds.

"Yum!" I said as I gobbled down as much bread as I could. I ate and ate and ate. My tummy kept getting bigger and bigger from all the bread.

Then I heard mom whistle her whistle to let me know it was time to go home.

"Oh no!" I cried. I knew I wasn't supposed to be out of the yard by myself and I wasn't supposed to be eating bread because the grain in it gives me itchy ears and I wasn't supposed to steal bread from the birds. "I'm going to get into trouble!"

I had to think fast. I snatched one last piece of bread and, instead of eating it really quickly, I hid it in my mouth. Then I sauntered my way home, trying to look like I really wasn't up to anything. I put the piece of bread in my front lawn before Mom told me to come in the house. I had to have a time-out because I left the yard without being with a human.

When I was in the house, I gazed out the window longingly and saw Squirrel taunting me to come back outside and play. Mom finally said I could go chase Squirrel, so I did for awhile. Then before coming back into the house, I went to the front yard and grabbed the piece of bread. I hid it inside my mouth once again so Mom wouldn't see it. Then I secretly brought the piece of bread into the house.

Mom wondered what I was up to because I always go into the kitchen for Treat whenever I come in from outside. But this time, instead of going straight to the kitchen, I slithered my way to Mom's office and dropped the piece of bread on the floor there. I didn't want her to see that I was leaving her the bread as  a peace offering because I had left the yard without her.

Mom was very surprised to find the piece of bread later on in the day. When she did, Mom sat down on the floor. I sat in her lap. Then Mom broke the bread into pieces and shared them with me. Yum!

Thought for you humans:
What is the bread you could offer someone? Who is in need of something only you could provide?

Music to My Ears!

I love to sing!

My favorite song is Olympic Fanfare by John Williams. The song was made famous by the 1984 Olympics in Los Angeles.

Mom introduced me to the song one day by playing it on her phone, and I decided this was my most favorite song of all time.  My favorite instrument is the trumpet, and this song is filled with trumpets!

When the trumpets sound, I love to throw my head back and howl in tune to them. I howl when the trumpets play their high notes, low notes, and notes in between. Mom says I look and sound like a wolf when I do that!

Awooooooooooooooooooooooooo......Awoooooooooooooooooooooooooo...Awooooooooooooooooooooo...

Listen to the song here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jlC9Bxzr5Oc&feature=fvst

Doesn't it just make you want to howl along?

Though for you humans:
What is the tune that drives your life? What makes you sing? Howl?