Are You Some Kind of Hypnotist?

I know it has been awhile but I've been an extremely busy pug with a lot on my mind. For example, I woke up this morning and found myself mesmerized by an object in our guest bathroom. I asked Mommy what it was afterwards and she called it a plunger. So many thoughts crossed my mind as I fell into the plunger's trance: what is its purpose? How long has this plunger been living in my house? And why does it seem to live such a purposeful life? Mommy said she turned off her hair dryer this morning to find me staring at the plunger, head tilt and all. Honestly, I can't put my finger on it but I felt so inspired. Or tired. Either way, welcome to my world, Plunger.