Mom says I have to give the blog back to her soon, but I wanted to take you on a little trip with me today. Mom was telling me about a book called Travels With Charley by a man named John Steinbeck.
Mr Steinbeck and his poodley dog Charley drove all around the country seeing the sights and Mr Steinbeck wrote a book about it and made lots of money. Mom asked me why I don't start making some money. I think she'd like to shop on Ebay some more.
So today I'm taking you on a trip to the library. We don't have to go very far. Come on I'll show you. First get yourself one of these...
and one of these. Mom says you can't eat or drink at the big library, but at ours you can.
First we have to climb a few stairs.
There's a gate here that Mom or Dad has to open. Entrance to the library is by invitation only. Samba chewed up a couple of Mom's books and that didn't go over well. Syd and Mac are too busy to go to the library. Mom says we have to be very quiet and lie down in there.
Once we get past the gate, it's there. It's red because Dad bought the wrong color paint, but it's OK, we all like it red. There are a couple of big comfy chairs in there and a window seat too. There's a table for writing or doing a puzzle and there are lots of books.
Dad was afraid that Mom's books would fill the shelves but we still have some spaces open for new additions.
Not all the books are there. The cookbooks are in the kitchen because that's where we cook.
Mom's craft books are in the office/studio because that's where she keeps her craft supplies.
When Mom reads a book she uses a thingy called a bookmark to tell her where to start reading. She used to use these cardboard strips for bookmarks but I liked to pull them out of the book and chew on them. So she stopped using them and got some pretty bookmarkers like these.
Look this one is even about dogs.
So now you've seen our library. I think I'll see if I can taste that berry cake and then take a snooze on the window seat.
Your pal, Fudge