We had a crisis on Saturday. As most of you know, we have a doggie door.
At night dad closes off the door so no monsters can come in the house. Then in the morning, since he is always the first one up, he opens the door. Saturday morning we got out of bed, went downstairs to the door and it was still shut! We tried to tell our pawrents butt they did NOT understand! Instead they left the house!
When they came home around lunchtime, we tried to tell them again. BUTT they still did not understand! Then they left the house again! Me and my brother were suffering so bad! BUTT we are good boys and do NOT go to the bathroom in the house! NO, WE DO NOT!!
BUTT now, we had NO choice. So we looked for the place in the house where our pawrent's scent was very slight. We did not want to offend the house more that we were FORCED to.
So we went into the guest suite . . . on the big bed with the really nice foam mattress . . . and then . . . all hell broke loose - poops and pee!
When mom and dad finally came home at 4:00pm. dad finally saw that he forgot to open our doggie door! OMD! We were feeling so ashamed! Then we got mad cuz it was NOT our fault! At furst we thought of revenge . . .
BUTT I, Murphy, do NOT hold a grudge.
Finally, after dad said he was sorry 87 times and mom gave us treats, we decided to forgive them. BUTT we told dad it better never happen again!
Murphy & Stanley