Sunday, November 1, 2009

Sometimes I am so clever I scare myself!

Mom is STILL busy with this packing stuff. She had this big day planned of going to the House With Wheels and “identifying” the stuff that has to come out of the House With Wheels (stuff that we might need over the winter), figuring out what we need in the House With Wheels while we are down in the south, and what stuff can stay down there, and what stuff has to come back with us when it’s Mom and Dad and TaiChi and me and Bufus in the car. Which means that she’s not going to be able to bring a lot of stuff home. Unless she locates a UPS store. Or thinks that we (meaning TaiChi and Bufus and I) are going to handle a 4 hour drive with the car stuffed to the gills. Lemme just tell ya right now – that isn’t going to work! I need room to get comfy, and Mr. Bufus needs his big crate, and TaiChi, well… I’m actually not sure how she’s going to travel in the car…. Mom may have to get another crate for her…

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 washing blankets with me.

Clever, no?

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. Even with this silly “streamlined” jar head hair cut I’ve got. True, Mom spent a lot of time in the kitchen and laundry room doing laundry, and other “organizing” stuff, but at least she was home. AND, if you notice, I nabbed her after she had gone to Petco, so I was rewarded with a Snugga Wubba. That didn’t last too long. I don’t know what it is with these Wubba, but I love ‘em so much that they seem to have a short life span. In this case, so short that Mom didn’t even get pictures of me with it. Although, Mom performed some surgery, and I have a slightly shortened Wubba to play with. But I’m tired now.

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!

Yo!

*kissey face*
-Fiona

16 comments:

bermudabluez said...

You are clever my dear Fiona! But, so sorry to hear you aren't feeling well :( You and TaiChi look quite comfy together...LadyBug is sometimes allowed to sleep with me...Chloe. But only when I want. More now than when she first came. I'm getting more tolerant I guess. Hope you guys have fun packin' things up...it is SO EXCITING to be going on a road trip. We don't know when we are going...maybe Feb or March? Hope you feel better!!!

1000 Goldens said...

Sometimes it's easier to let the humans put things on our heads than to argue. Especially when you've found the perfect spot on the bed, right Fi? You do look cute in Dad's hat!

Mango said...

That was an effective strategy, but a bit extreme. Next time maybe just call her on her cell phone and beg her to come home, OK?

Yes, the hat is very you.

Slobbers,
Mango

The Thundering Herd said...

We agree that was very effective, though we are cautious with that strategy just in case they think we should see the V-E-T.

Love the hat.

hero said...

Hi Fiona,

You are definitely the strategist here... love your hip look.

Licks,, hero

Rocky Creek Scotties and Java said...

What a clever girl you are - but we don't like to throw up!!

XOXO
Lilly, Piper, Carrleigh and Java

Dennis the Vizsla said...

hello fiona its dennis the vizsla dog oh hay wow yoo ar a master stratejist and gud at disgizes too wot with the hat yoo ar waring!!! perhaps i shud rekroot yoo for my kownterhedjhog teem!!! ok bye

The Army of Four said...

Siberianly, I would have gotten someone else to horka rather than going through that unpleasantness myself. Other than that, good plan!
Tail wags,
Storms

YD, sometimes with Samantha and June said...

Cute hat Fi! You are so clever to come up with that plan but we hope you have recovered and feel better.

Sam & June

Ginger Jasper said...

Not sure about the sicky bit, but glad you got some mum time.. I love the snuggly pictures the best though.. Hugs GJxx

Khyra The Siberian Husky And Sometimes Her Mom said...

Yes woo are!

Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra

Two Country Poodles said...

We think you look quite nice in that hat! Wubba's ROCK I have two now and love them both equally!

You too look so nice snuggling with your sister...We wish we could join you.


Wags and Licks,
Mollie Jo & Bobo

Dory and the Mama said...

WOW Fiona...you are TOO smart AND COOL!!!

Smileys!
Dory

Lorenza said...

Hi, Fiona!
I am not sure it was the best strategy but sure it worked! I hope you are doing well now!
You look great with your Dad's hat!
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza

BRUTUS said...

That was quite some scheme you devised, Fiona! THe barf-on-the-bed works well for me too, although the people at the laundromat where mom has to keep taking the feather duvet (nice watery barf, so it soaks through every time) must think she's nuts!

Hope mom is done packing the Enterprize and that you all have a nice safe trip :)

Snorts-
Brutus the Frenchie

Maggie and Mitch said...

You are too clever, Fiona, and you look great in your dad's hat!

Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch