Sometimes, it gets a little boring being a basset hound. My family goes outside to garden, and I’m left inside with only the cat to keep me company. (I’d rather have no company at all, she’s really bosy.) So the other day I figured I’d take up a hobby. After all, each person in my family has a hobby. Brother Pooch likes to practice playing his vavuvalawawa. Sister Fairy bakes cookies, which I am sometimes lucky enough to snatch. Sister Martian likes to drive the car into the garage– she does it all the time, but I’ve never been able to figure out why she likes to do it so much. Alpha Mom sings, and she’s pretty good, especially when she sings about the lion that sleeps tonight (I can sympathize!). However, I like Alpha Dad’s hobby best of all because his hobby is giving me attention.
Anyways, I was lying in the middle of the living room with nothing to do. And all of a sudden I noticed that there was a ball of yellow yarn on the coffee table right in front of me! I remembered how Sister Martian was… crocheting? Is that the word? …this morning, and I thought, “If she can do it, so can I!” I couldn’t find that funny metal stick thing that she was using, but I figured if I just gave the yarn ball a good chewing, my teeth could be just as efficient.
As it turned out, I was really talented at this crocheting business. Before long, I had covered the entire living room with yellow yarn! I figured, why would an adventurous basset hound want to take on a small project when he could take on a big project? I made sure every inch of carpet was yellow, but I still felt like my project was missing something.
And then I had the most incredible idea. There, on the coffee table, was a blue metal object. It looked a little bit like a computer, except that it was much smaller and instead of letters it had numbers on the keys. But most importantly, it was shiny! I jumped as high as I could and knocked the device onto the carpet. I gave it a few good chomps and spread the pieces around the living room to adorn my crochet project. I knew my family would be impressed!
Sure enough, when Sister Martian walked into the living room later that day, she stared at my creation for a really long time. I think she was awstruck by the force of beauty before her. And then she told our Alpha Parents to come and have a look, and they stared at my project for a really long time, too. Before long, my entire family was standing in the living room, admiring the work of their talented hound.