My Second Bath. Ooops.
Humans are very strange.
You see, Auntie Bertha has still not 'warmed up' to me.
She avoids me, except when she is attending Dad and I happen to be in my playpen beside her- I court her to play, and I try to lick her through the bars- I am VERY polite and when she stiffens, I stay a proper one or two feet away, and sit very nicely. I am trying everything I know, to win her over.
She went outside to go potty.
I thought, "Now is my chance!!"
I begged and begged to go outside.
She came inside.
Darn.
Well, maybe she finds me offensive, I thought. Maybe she smells I am not HERS... maybe I smell bad. What can I do, to show her that I am not here to take over this pack? I am a good BETA girl...
Then, as Pa was walking me in the yard- I REALIZED!
She left a BIG ol'puddle of Bertha-Pee!!!
I FLOPPED down in it, and I ROLLED AND ROLLED AND ROLLED!!!
Pa was horrified.
Pa carried me in, /soaked/ like I had run through a rainstorm...
He yelped at Dad, "She rolled in Bertha's Pee, like a yard dog rolls in a dead armadillo!!"
I don't know what an armadillo is... do you think that might work?
Because all this got me, was a BATH again.
As you can see, I didn't mind, though. I was all relaxed. Mmmmm... WARM.
I went to have a nap in my crate/bed afterwards.
Auntie Bertha laid on the human-bed, and kept me company.
...Maybe she doesn't really HATE me... she just doesn't LOVE me yet!
Hmmmm... armadillo, huh? Where will I find one of those?
You see, Auntie Bertha has still not 'warmed up' to me.
She avoids me, except when she is attending Dad and I happen to be in my playpen beside her- I court her to play, and I try to lick her through the bars- I am VERY polite and when she stiffens, I stay a proper one or two feet away, and sit very nicely. I am trying everything I know, to win her over.
She went outside to go potty.
I thought, "Now is my chance!!"
I begged and begged to go outside.
She came inside.
Darn.
Well, maybe she finds me offensive, I thought. Maybe she smells I am not HERS... maybe I smell bad. What can I do, to show her that I am not here to take over this pack? I am a good BETA girl...
Then, as Pa was walking me in the yard- I REALIZED!
She left a BIG ol'puddle of Bertha-Pee!!!
I FLOPPED down in it, and I ROLLED AND ROLLED AND ROLLED!!!
Pa was horrified.
Pa carried me in, /soaked/ like I had run through a rainstorm...
He yelped at Dad, "She rolled in Bertha's Pee, like a yard dog rolls in a dead armadillo!!"
I don't know what an armadillo is... do you think that might work?
Because all this got me, was a BATH again.
As you can see, I didn't mind, though. I was all relaxed. Mmmmm... WARM.
I went to have a nap in my crate/bed afterwards.
Auntie Bertha laid on the human-bed, and kept me company.
...Maybe she doesn't really HATE me... she just doesn't LOVE me yet!
Hmmmm... armadillo, huh? Where will I find one of those?