The facts as the event played out:
- Kitty cat's water dish called my name.
- I crawled over while Mommy was getting my bottle ready.
- I think 'Hmmm, water'.
- Mommy mumbled something about 'no, that is for the kitty cat'.
- I ignored her - speak clearly next time.
- Yep, the carpet is just like a towel. There to absorb my spills.
- Yummy, this water dish sure tastes good.
- Stern, raised voice coming from above.
- Swift arms grab me and plop me in prison, AKA my crib and I'm not talking the MTV kind.
Clearly wronged, I felt the only course of action was to go right to sleep and pretend I wasn't being punished. Take that Mean Mommy!
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