Curiosity

Hello, it’s Princess Asta from the land of Dogville again.

Apparently you humans have a saying: “Curiosity killed the cat.” I could tell you how much I loathe cats, but curiosity is more my thing.

See, the world is full of interesting things, and I don’t want to miss a thing. I am just such an inquisitive creature, and curiosity is in my bones.

If I come and visit you, and I find you opening a cupboard of plates, my wet nose will be right beside you. And if you open it a few minutes later, I’ll be next to you. Hey, something could’ve changed from the time we saw it till now, OK?

But the best curiosities are the edible ones, like bones lying on the side of the road – but then I’m working, and I’m not allowed to investigate, or I will get a scolding. Ooh, that’s what I call torture. Do you blame me for trying to sneak in a sniff now and then? But I shouldn’t, I know. I have a qualification under my name, but that doesn’t make me less of a dog.

So now I’m curious. Are you enjoying my blog hijacking attempt? Do you lick (I mean like) what I write?