You guys, it has been so long since I posted on here that I almost forgot my Blogger password!!!
Well, it's been a busy busy summer, but I won't waste time telling you about the robot, GBR4, who visited with children at the elementary school, or the awesome Snakes Alive! program (featuring Melvin) that had kids screaming in the meeting rooms, or the Water Show that ended with three soaking-wet librarians and 100 soaking-wet kids, or the action-packed carnival, or the visit from the Bubblemobile, or the Color Run, or the visit with our hometown heroes (police, firemen, and other emergency responders), or how visitors spelled the word R E A D in the library parking lot, or Super Summer Bingo, or the grand finale Geronimo Stilton Treasure Hunt (during which two HUMONGOUS mouses visited the library). I also won't tell you about the really cool scratch-off tickets that the teens received for checking out books and movies, or the 123 bracelets that library visitors and staff made to send to Operation Gratitude, or the Thorntown Heritage Museum potluck, or our book discussions, Taste of Home programs, storytimes, lunch programs. . .
What I will tell you is that I found out that if you do THIS
as the last person is leaving for the night, she will inevitably drop all of her things and stop to give you one last tummy rub before she leaves (after taking a photo, of course).
I'm not sure which part of that sweet move does the trick. I mean, is it the front paw positioning? Or the "don't leave me" eyes? Or maybe that I flop down right where she's walking. . .
For some reason this next photo caused a lot of oooohing and aaaaahing, too. (I'm looking at some water in an ice cream bucket.)
I hope you all had really great summers. I had a fantastic summer filled with naps, nice visitors, belly rubs, and head scritches.
The only hiccup was when I went to my annual V-E-T check up at Thorntown Veterinary Clinic.
I really like those people in spite of the fact that they poke around where they shouldn't, look in your mouth, and stab you in the rear. After all, they did save my life. However, they turned traitor when they saw me in June, proclaimed that I was overweight and had "a lot of fat over his ribs and on his belly". So now I'm on a diet, which means Karen has to give me treats when nobody else is looking, and the others only give me treats for special occasions. (They also recommended regularly brushing my teeth, hahaha nope.)
I did have a "cooperative" attitude, yay me!
The upside of fewer treats = more pettings.
So I guess it's alright after all.