Henry's World

I did decide to bring this series back. Unfortunately, Crushing Hopes and Dreams will not be making a return. Anyways, onto the latest Emma-flavored episode. Episode 3 The Rice Girl The rice bowl is a bowl the humans keep stored in a safe, held way, way above my head. I jump and I jump but I can't quite get my teeth onto the sacred bowl. Often, the humans will remove the rice bowl from its containment to perform a ritual with it, pouring the rice into the bowl. They put the bowl in a noisy machine that seems to serve no purpose and when they take it out, the rice is suddenly heated. I do not understand how this machine works, but from the humans' conversations, I understand that it is a "wave". What a "wave" is is beyond me, but when the humans finish their ritual, they provide me with some of the bounty. The rice is warm and melts in your mouth, and there is nothing I wouldn't give for just one more taste.

In the future, this will be narrowed down to just RTOT I do in Life, so it doesn't take up too much space. Here is the second posting. Emma Episode 2 Food I love food. The way it crunches in your mouth, all the flavors. Kibble never cuts it for a gourmet dog such as myself. I require that which a dog is not allowed to have. Cake, chocolate, cookies(peanut butter is my preference), whipped cream, and a carmel apple dotted with nuts. Sandwiches as long as baseball bats swim across my imagination. Lettuce and roast beef, tomato and avocado, with a helping of bacon- yum! None of these I can have- but a girl has to have an imagination, right?

Here is the first posting of Races and the Other Thousand Things I do in Life. Enjoy! Emma Episode 1 Sleep Everyone has to sleep. I do, too. I sleep with a mixture of snoring and movement. That's right, I move to help me sleep. Don't look so surprised. I curl in my bed, crate, or really any available surface(table, lap, chicken pot pie) and take a nap. I cover my snout with my paws(a gypsy lady once told it either means you are defending yourself or you want food, it doesn't matter to me which) and tuck my tail in. This assures no stepping-on-tail action occurs. What do I dream about? The most perfect piece of cake, heating in the oven. Just a taste of my life.