February 18th 2011 7:46 am
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Last night, Mom, Pennie, and I were helping Middle Lad with his Health Project. I was mainly providing support for Mom, who was mainly providing the "Focus Factor." As in "Focus, Middle Lad, Focus!."
Pennie had taken up her usual perch under the desk. Pennie takes up that spot I think as a veiled threat. Pennie had recently given birth to a litter of pups when she arrived here, from the Shelter, and it is apparent from the way Pennie runs the family, that she ruled HER Pups with an Iron Paw. Pennie must have been a no-nonsense Mother. Anyway, Pennie lays under the desk while Middle Lad works, almost as if she will bite his ankles if he gets up.
At some point, Mom got up and went upstairs, then returned to the Boy's Office.
No one noticed that Queen Sophine was missing!
Mom assumed I had simply joined Dad, who was helping out on the Health Project by napping/watching TV in the Family Room.
Hours, yes HOURS LATER, Dad went upstairs, opened the closet door in Mom and Dad's room and guess who was in there? ME, Sophie!
I was locked away, trapped in that closet, for hours!
When I ran downstairs to see Mom I was shaking!
Mom did act suitable "contrite," but if Middle Lad gets a poor grade on his Health Project due to my lack of input, well, I can not be blamed.
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I bet your brindles were about to turn blue from the lack of ox-e-gen.
Next time, stick your schnooter down on the floor. There is more ox-e-gen down there. Or just don't let there be a next time. Stick to your Peepoles like flies on, well, you know.
Oh my Dog! Are you ok? I have been trapped outdoors too long for my liking before. It stinks!!! Hope you got some treatses for your troubles....
Oh, Sophie! Stay out of that closet, Girrrl! Be PROUD of who you are!