So, Mom had this great day planned of organizing, and going grocery shopping, and doing stuff at the House With Wheels. And frankly, I didn’t really like her plans. I mean, I like hanging out with Dad, but I don’t like Mom “being busy” for such long periods of time. It interferes with my zoomie time and my ear-scratchy time, and the time where I’m in the backyard humoring Mom by pretending to get all excited about her horrible throws with my Kong toy. So, to paraphrase Johnny Cash, I devised myself a plan that would be the envy of most any dog. I snagged Dad’s phone, and monitored Mom’s progress by reading the text messages she was sending him with updates on her travels. And right after she had left Petco (and you questioned whether I was really paying attention or not!) and had entered the grocery store, I threw up all over the bed. Both blankets, the sheets and even a little bit on one of the pillows. I knew that this would result in Mom having to come home and spend the afternoon
To make sure that I spewed on schedule, when Dad was upstairs doing stuff with his guitars, I took the opportunity to sneak upstairs and eat cat food. And it worked like a charm!
Right after I threw up, Dad called Mom and she cut her shopping trip short so she could come home and wash blankets. (And really, they probably needed to be washed anyway…)
See, I am not as dumb as I look.
But, I did get to spend some quality time with my Little Big Sister, TaiChi. She is really The Best Sleeping Partner EVER!
And…. Even though I don’t like things on my head? I got to wear Dad’s hat. I generally don’t like things on my head, but since this smelled like Dad, and I’ve seen him wear it, it was all OK.
See how I cleverly forced Mom home to hang out with me?!?
And besides, I looked all hip!