Well, I guess we all knew that was coming. But, the bummer news is that Susie was not adopted by us and her new family adopted her instead of me. I would have gone home with them in a heartbeat because her new dad totally knows how to play ball!
She's already very spoiled and I just know she's going to love her new home. I sure do miss her though. So, I got a monkey to play with.
Now, normally I would destroy this squeeky stuffie monkey, but I was missing my Susie, so I took him in as a friend.
At first, I put him in Susie's bed, but then I realized he was too far away from me, since I was in the living room.
So, I put him on my living room bed...
And covered him with my blanket.
But, maybe he wasn't warm enough.... so I moved him.
A pile of blankets would surely be warm enough. He hung out there for a while, but then I decided he was probably lonely over in the blakets all alone.
So we kept an eye on the neighborhood for a while, until I thought maybe he was tired.
So, I found a great spot for him in the couch. Now, some of you might remember that my old couch had a hole right here for hiding things. This couch doesn't have a hole
yet, but I managed to get him in there good.
And I buried him and stuffed in down there good.
He stayed hidden until Dad almost sat on him. So, I ended up carrying him around for a while and keeping a close eye on him.
Then mom and dad went out for a few hours and while they were gone and I was in my crate... my new found monkey friend was free to roam the house. I heard him making up all sorts of stories about taking over my house. So, when mom and dad got home...
I made sure I was the only one called Monkey in my house.
Ya know, sometimes my parents forget my name is Corbin and call me Monkey.
I think they call me Monkey more than Corbin.
RIP Monkey Man. It was a fun day with you.