My owners say you can order things on the internet. This is the internet right?
They’ve gone out to go do something called work. I don’t know what work is, I find sleeping in my basket too exhausting to do it away from home.
I’ve snuck onto the internet to place an order.
I’d like a new tennis ball, some more squeeky toys (I like the ones that look like squirrels) and some more of those cow flavoured chew sticks.
Thanks,
Rooney
PS. Please deliver them directly to the back yard.
So, its April 1st. Everyone’s got their eyes open for the obvious jokes, and some are looking out for the classics (Google always announces something on April 1st)
The least amusing surprise I got today, were the un-invited guests wandering around the ground floor of my house at 5am.
I woke up because Rooney barked (lazy little mutt didn’t even get out of his basket). I heard the sounds of someone wandering around the house, yet everyone that should have been in the house were already accounted for (Jeanine, 2x dogs and myself).
I took a stroll down the stairs (squeeky as any haunted house you’ll ever find), which obviously scared them off.
On the up-side, it only took 7 minutes for the Garda to arrive after I called.
Nothing was taken, which is quite surprising because there were 3 laptops sitting on the lounge coffee table, just asking to go walkies…
Just to make a point, the first store she visited was an Apple store. We didn’t see the inside of the store, and we didn’t see the prices, but it was made quite clear that it was very expensive.
Check out this ad from Microsoft, which basically states that only rich, cool people can own a Mac. And only if you’re willing to lower your standards too.
Now I’m not saying that MS is right. Its like comparing apples and oranges.
MS write software, Apple write software AND make the hardware that its designed to run on.