Friday the 13th
Dear Dad,
So it's Friday the 13th, and I woke mom this morning with a little nibble at about 5am. I wanted to go outside, but she wouldn't budge, pushed me away, and closed her eyes again. How was I to know she was up from 3-4am in her "what did I not get accomplished today" mode again???
Well, for heaven's sake, Friday the 13th is MY special day, so I jumped on her arm and pretended she was a bunny and gave her a good big bite!!! You should see her arm. That got her attention!!! She jumped up (she may have smacked me one, I don't recall, as my brain is the size of of pea) and finally threw me outside. Yep-I won again! That will get her back for the other night when I was marching back and forth and got too close to her Swedish Fish on the night table. I didn't appreciate being grabbed by the tail and being flung to the floor! She's really touchy these days, isn't she?
So she made stay outside all day while she went to work. Do you know it was cold and drizzling the ENTIRE day? AND SHE WORKED LATE???? I really didn't appreciate that. Now I'm in lock-down at night in the utility room until you get back. Hrmph!
Love,
Fatty a/k/a Milo
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Dear Milo,
These are unspeakable conditions. What kind of humans are these anyway? I can't believe all you have endured. I will report this to the ASPCA! In the meantime, bring some mousies around and leave them at the door. Tuck them under the siding so she can't see them, just smell them. That will fix her!!
What is the ASPCA? Do I have to belong to be protected? I'm worried cuz I'm not a card-carrying ASPCA member.
I've already left her some "presents" to clean up when she gets up in the morning when she lets me out of "lock down". You'd think she'd learn.
Thanks....Milo
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