Greeting all,
Well, I’m back over here at the Burnt Toast Diner. It’s not the first time I’ve been here though. The first time was a few days ago.
I had gone to work with Father. He’s been taking me to work with him alot recently. I had to ride in the back seat when I’m with him. It’s so unfair. Claire and Mommy let me ride in front. Anyway, he works at a paper company. Such a bore!
But he got busy and handed me to some lady. She was really nice! She even let me ride in the front seat when she took me to lunch. We came into the Burnt Toast Diner. She ordered some tasty food, but didn’t let me have a bit. I guess it was okay though. She seemed upset. Probably something to do with that crack head I saw in Father’s work. He’s an awesome painter. Well, no Monet, but still good.
I saw a guy sitting in the corner in a coat. I didn’t know why he would wear it, it was plenty warm indoors. I walked over to him because he looked loney. He gave me bacon!! God Bless the Freak!!! This waitress came and picked up his food though and gave him a coffee refill. Coffee, yeck! I decided to get back to the lady. But then I couldn’t find her! She wasn’t anywhere in the diner.
I almost panicked, but kept my cool. Years of training have taught me how to remain calm and composed in any situation. Surely she’d come back for me. I’m her boss’s son afterall.
I tried to get some more food from a couple of nerdy-looking guys. They were talking funny and I didn’t understand them. Plus they totally ignored me. The nerve!
I started exploring the rest of the diner. There were some interesting smells, that’s for sure.
Then I heard a scream! Someone must have just left because the door was closing. They sure were quick. I didn’t even noticed them. But I didn’t want to stick around to see what the screaming was about. So I ran outside.
And there was that lady!
She was walking back to the diner. No doubt she realized she left me. She picked me up and kissed me on my head and scratched my ears, so I forgave her.
Today, I didn’t get to come back with her though. Father brought me here instead. We were playing a game of chess back at his work, but he got frustrated because I kept beating him. We’ve been playing a lot these past few days, and I always win! I guess that’s why he decided to buy me waffles!
Now I’m just waiting him to finish eating so we can leave. This place has good food, but the people are a bunch of hicks. One can only take so much of this low-class lifestyle before needing a good bath.
God, a dog with powers.