April 25th 2011 8:01 pm
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Okay so this week has been super busy for everyone especially my two legged family. With this whole Easter thing and having to help Grandma move the last of her what Mom calls junk to the new house it seems like I didn't see much of them.
So here the other day they were out front trying to kill the foxtails with this stuff that is pet friendly and of course didn't work, go figure. That just peeved Mommy because, the foxtails are really bad and are tearing up poor Missy and Suki and Mom and Grandma are at their wits ends over them. Mom is about ready to kill off all of the grass and re-seed the yard but, she knows how much Missy loves the grass and doesn't want to disappoint her.
Anyways while they were doing that I was running in and out of the back door and I tripped in a hole. Mind you I could walk on my leg but, that wouldn't get me the attention I was seeking so I started limping. Dad of course came in and saw me limping and started yelling for Mom. Mom and Grandma came in and looked my leg over thoroughly and felt it was just sore and bruised. Well I kept limping and making Dad worry and he was swearing up and down it was broken. Mom knowing more then Dad when it comes to us fur-kids said leave me be and let me rest. Well there was no way I was going to rest without one of them sitting with me on the couch and loving on me. So Mom did that for about an hour and had to listen Dad say it was broken before she got frustrated and gave me some aspirin and said she was leaving.
Mom left and I was sad so I got off of the couch and signaled for Missy to bark that she wanted to go outside and Dad let us out. I was walking fine at that moment so Dad called Mom to inform her of the news and she said "Yeah I figured. He is being a drama king." Mom actually called me a drama king how dare she! Now mind you it was true but, to actually say out loud instead of just thinking it to herself was just rude. Dad said he is still worried so Mom called the vet and of course the vet said Mom did what was right and to just watch me for a couple of days and if I keep limping bring me in.
I haven't limped since of course and I was being a drama king for attention but, I always call it a pei thing and for Mom to call me a drama king kinda stung. She has since made it up to me with treats but, still I feel it was rude.
It's terrible having parents who don't fall for our acting skills- why'd we take all those classes? I keep telling mine I need 100 biscuits a day and 900 belly rubs, but does she believe me? NO. *sigh*
Exactly Chester! Does she really think that I practice playing cute for no reason? I just want her to stop what she is doing, ignore Missy and just acknowledge me. Even if it is just for a day, she can have Missy do some chores or something to keep herself busy.