June 29th 2011 11:30 am
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I suppose it appears that all I do is complain about Rental Dog Camille; totally forgetting that I, too, was once a Rental Dog. Actually, I was Exiled to the Shelter, as Queen Sophine. I was lucky that I did not face the same fate as Tsar Nicholas II of Russia and his family, who upon their exile, were shot. Instead, unaware of what Royal Crime I had committed, I was exiled to a no-kill shelter.
But I have digressed.
Today I found myself with great sympathy for Rental Dog Camille.
Rental Dog Camille does not know how to SHOP. Mom usually hides the credit cards form Me and Pennie.
Unfortunately, Mom had a credit card sitting out, for she had been trying to make hotel reservations. Rental Dog Camille decided to try HER paw at on-line shopping. I am certain she was after something for herself as she shows no remorse for constantly stealing MY BONE or for chewing up the following items that belong to The Wee Lass: Blueberry Shortcake Doll (smells like blueberries,) Polly Pocket Doll, Dollhouse Mom Doll and Thomas train track.
Instead of surfing the net and entering the credit card numbers when requested; Rental Dog Camille chewed Mom's card. Poor Rental Dog knows nothing about how to SHOP!
Fortunately I shall still be able to shop as I can make out the numbers on the card (and that all important code number,) but Mom has had to order a new card. Rental Dog Camille, in her Puppy Enthusiasm to make her first on-line purchase, chewed right through the magnetic strip, disabling the card for any scanning purposes.
I shall now have to decide: Do I feel enough sympathy towards Rental Dog Camille to teach her to SHOP?
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Come on, give the girrrl a break! Didn't you ever chew anything up? I sure have!
Maybe with your guidance, she will be a more respectable dog.