Alex Young and Cailin at Friendly's, having fried clams and waffle cut fries and ICE CREAM!!
I got left behind...my heart is broken....I am devastated by this. I'm thinking....how can I show her how sad I am. Hmmmmmm! So, about 2 hours later I hear the garage door open. I quickly run into the front bedroom and leave a puddle of medium size. Then I leave one in the living room as I race into the laundry room to greet them. Darn carpet is too tightly woven and my messages are quickly seen and blotted. BLOTTED! That's all? No...not all, actually. I get lectured, too.
"DARN YOU!", she says to me. "Bad bad BAD doggie!". Ow, that really hurts. Doggie? Me? She grabs the Resolve, some paper towels and some clean rags. I guess I overdid it a little. She snarls at me, and calls me a "little troublemaker".
And what, exactly, did you expect me to do? Throw you a "Welcome Home" party? I think not. And now you know what to expect from me if you EVER do that again (I say).
We are not speaking at the moment, but I'm sure she'll get over it. She doesn't hold grudges.
My point has been made.
Love and kisses...
Mary-Margaret
2 comments:
We think you were quite right to leave puddles for your Mum. What? She couldn't take you with her? No doggy bag from the restaurant? There is some explaining to do we think!
Love, Dozer and Cooper
Hello Gorgeous :o)
I think I would of done the same thing...
It is very confusing to us why humans leave us home when we always clear our schedule for them.
Loving youuu,
Neeko :o)
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