Patience

Da says I'm not very patient and

that I should learn to chill out a little.

Maybe it's because I woke him up

last night at 3:00 am.

It was half past waffle time. What else was I to do?

He says that if I got a report card

That I would get a

"NEEDS IMPROVEMENT"

in waiting for breakfast.

Anyhow, he's not talking to me right now. Just sits

in his chair rubbing a big red stick whack mark

across his nose. I can't imagine how it got there,

looks like it may leave a mark. 

He'll get over it and until he does, I'll survive.

Mumzie bought Da a box of Raspberry Zingers

last week and I hid them from him so I have more

than enough chow to get by for a few days.

I don't know why he gets upset with every little

PolyBear that wants waffles at 3:00 am.

Lots of other people have poor waiting skills.

It seems like

No one wants to wait for even a minute.

IMO I am pretty good at waiting. Last night I had been

awake and starving for waffles for at least 10 minutes

before I politely whacked him across the face with a

stick to get his attention.

After a little research, I have decided airline pilots

are a lot worse waiters than me.

Somebody here needs to learn to wait their turn in line!