It doesn't happen often around our house, but last night I did something really, really bad.
Don't you find it hard to believe that someone as cute as me could get into lot's and lot's of trouble?
Mommy said it's definitely NOT the terrible 2's because I'm 9. So she's blaming it all on Doxie Menopause.
So let me tell you what happened....
Mommy gave Muffin and I some really yummy bones last night. Now that's not unusual because every night around 8pm we get a special little treat. Now, when I'm at our house in New York I will take my bone and walk around for 87 hours with the bone in my mouth crying while I find the perfect place to stash it. I just never end up finding that perfect spot, so I end up eating it. But I always have to try.
I have NEVER and let me repeat again, NEVER tried to do that here in Florida. I ALWAYS eat it right away. Don't ask me why bcuz I don't know. I just ALWAYS have to munch on it immediately.
Well NOT last night!
Mommy and Daddy were watching TV and Mommy heard this funny noise coming from the bathroom. Mommy giggled and said I can't believe Lily is trying to hide her bone! She's NEVER done that here.
Well Mommy I guess you should have gotten up off your
ass butt and checked it out as soon as you heard the noise butt NOOOOOO! You kept on watching TV with Daddy. Didn't you think you should have checked on me when the noise didn't stop? Guess that was YOUR mistake.
After the "oh so important show" was over, Mommy got up to take a look.
OK Mommy, so what's your point! Yes, I knocked over the garbage pail. No harm there! Then I rummaged thru the dirty clothes against the wall. For goodness sakes Mommy, why were they NOT in the laundry hamper? Like that's MY fault? Then I admit, I took all the towels off the bottom rack of the wooden towel holder/shelf thingy. Get over it girlfriend!
When Mommy went to put the towels back on the rack, guess what she saw?
Holy Guacamole, am I busted or what? After I moved the towels off the bottom shelf because I wanted to hide my bone back there, I dropped my bone between the slats and just had to find a way to get it out. My bone was in prison under there. I panicked and didn't know what to do. So I started to dig at the carpet on the back wall and started tearing it to shreds. Well, that didn't work. The only way I could figure was to chew it out. So I started biting and biting and biting and chewing and chewing and chewing. Whew, that was a lot of hard work but I finally got it! Just look at all those teeth marks ~ Yup, pretty damn proud. I'm a HERO and saved my bone!
Mommy just about pee'd her pants seeing this. Daddy was yelling at me and I think I even heard Grandma saying a few choice words from the great beyond.
The moral to the story is even HERO'S get in trouble every now and then.
Doxie menopause go figure.....
You may not see me blog for a while because I think I'm gonna be in the dog house for a long time.