I must let you know how irritated that I am with my mother. On Thursday, she left us for the ENTIRE day. She left early in the morning, and did not return until very, very late. She left our Auntie in charge (hurumph to that).
At any rate, I am not a fan of Mother leaving the house at ALL, without us. First, how do we know that she won't get lost. She's not the brightest bulb in the pack, shall we say. We were worried sick over her absence. And, due to the stress of her being away and to show her how much I appreciated it, I left her a nice "surprise" right where she would see it. I shan't go into what the "surprise" was, but it was rather smelly. BOL. That got a rise out of the old girl when she got home.
Upon inspection, we deduced that she had been in the presence of ANOTHER DOG in her travels!! Upon further inspection, we sniffed that he was a wired haired daschund. Sniff, sniff... whose name was Bosco. Sniff, sniff, snort, who she thought was extremely cute!! WE thought she was only going to be gone a short time to visit her old college roomate who was in town for only a few days. She told us NOTHING of meeting another DOG. Again, Hurmph.
She had also been to a variety of locations, a restaurant, someone's home, and a bar listening to a band. It is amazing what Katherine, Zorra, and I can sniff out, but we sniffed our mother for quite a while and then compared notes.
So, now I have been making a nusiance of myself lately. I follow her everywhere she goes. I even wait by the door of the rainmaker in the bathroom. How come she is allowed to go out in the rain and I am not?! It doesn't seem fair. And, there's plenty of rain outside to use, but she's a wimp and wants WARM rain.
Which brings me to another point, I have NOT been allowed to go out and make mud pies in over a week. It's always run, run, run, do my business and then run back in. No frolicking, no dancing in the mud, no having fun.
Right now, our mother is trying to make amends and fix some treats for us. Actually, I think we are going to be the test dogs for a recipe she is trying out. Next week, we have a party to go to for our flyball team. We will let you know later if it was edible.
Right now, I think I will go sit on her feet so she cannot go anywhere without ME! I am still very upset with her, and may have to bring it up with Katherine and Zorra that Mother again needs to be grounded.