Monday, March 12, 2012

Trouble, trouble...

Oh dear, I think I got into trouble this morning.  I can't take long...The Queen has gone to take a bath so I only have a minute to take over the laptop and post about my traumatic morning.


I won't go into all the details, but I do maintain that I am entirely blameless.  How was I to know that the straw in the "41 sucks" bouquet wasn't my toy?  I worked and worked to pull it free and it caused the thing to turn over and everything to spill out, and that is my fault how?


Umm...excuse me...I have always played with straws...my humans know that.  They give them to me.  Why now is it not allowed?  The Queen has such confusing rules.  I don't know if I will ever understand them.   I would rather hang out with The Athlete, he is much more accommodating.  Plus, he gives me treats.






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