Calling Murse Indy

My mom had a bad mygrain selfishgrain last night. I was a very good murse (I went to day camp yesterday and had plenty of excersize, so I didn't mind that she didn't feel like going for a long walk).

A "murse" is a male nurse. I don't know why, but most humans think that nurses are women. So a male nurse can be called a "murse".

But I was a very good murse. I laid down right next to the couch where mommy was laying down. She took her mygrain selfishgrain medicine, turned off all the lights and the TV and laid down on the couch. I laid right up against the couch so that I could keep an eye on her. When she got up to go to the potty, her head hurt so bad it made her a little dizzy, so I escorted her to the potty, waited outside, and then escorted her back to the couch. I sure hope my mom doesn't have any more selfishgrains!

Mom is going to go with my Auntie Lori on a Husky adoption tomorrow. I can't go because mom said I would get bored waiting around. Too bad, I won't get to see my friends Maxx, Cody and their foster brother Hendrix! I hope Hendrix gets adopted tomorrow, but if he does I'll miss him, and I know Auntie Lori will be very sad to see him go.