Hi, it’s me, Chess, the dog, again. You may remember me from such popular posts as “dogs”, “still no lightbulb”, and “making a list”. Those are the best posts. I took a picture of myself to show how I’m doing, which is fine.
Well, the reason it’s me posting and not the guy I live with is that I’m a border collie, and I know a little bit about obsessive behavior. The guy I live with is really a complete nut, not just kind of one like I said before. So what if he has spring fever, this is no way to act.
He went out earlier–it’s a really nice day–and decided he was going to dig up this cactus and move it. The one with all the white spines. There are two of them, one right next to the other. I think this is going to hurt, a lot.
There definitely is something wrong with him. I’m not going to help, either.
The other thing is that he thinks he’s an Englishman now. He keeps talking about snowdrops and sent off money to get more, even though they almost all look alike. He says they’re all different and the differences are subtle, and “no one cares but me”, but I’m a lot closer to the ground and I say they’re all the same, and I don’t see the point of this at all. He says they’re all the rage in England; I don’t see why they have to be the rage here. He also says that one snowdrop bulb sold for $1,150 for England, so he says his collection “might be worth something someday”.
He already has some snowdrops. See?
Here’s something the guy I live with thinks is really funny. It’s not, but since he has spring fever I’ll show it anyway. Remember how I said one snowdrop sold for all that money, well, he says he found one in his garden that’s going to make him a fortune and we’ll move to California where it hardly ever thunders except in the movies. I don’t think that’s really true.
I better go now.