November 3rd 2005 6:41 am
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(From Late Last Night)
Max: Whine, Whine....
Me: Max, I can't play right now, I have to finish my homework. Go see John. He'll play with you. I promise!
Max to John: Whimper...Whine...Whine
John: Ok, I'll play! Where's your squeaker?!?!?
Max just stands there...whining.
John: What's wrong?
John checks to be sure that Max has food and water. Yup--everything's fine.
Now, both John and I become concerned. It's very rare that Max whines for no reason, but in cases like these, we've taught Max to "show us" what's wrong by using the "Show Me" command.
Me: Ok, Max. Show me, Max.
He walks over to his bed in the living room...
And there she was...
Lying in his bed.
Me: Oh, my gosh! Max! Were you whining because Ginger's on your bed?
Max: Well, yeah. Duuuhhhhhh, this is my bed!
Me: Come on Goldilocks, let the Noodle-head have his bed.
Oh, for the love of dogs!
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