Guess what happened?
I poo'd in the kitchen Friday night after everyone went to bed! I left a real goody right in front of the back door and I went all over the kitchen rug and it wasn't a pretty sight! Mom wasn't too happy when she got up the next morning!
Later on morning walkies, mom thought about how this possibly could have happened and then it dawned on her - it wasn't my fault - it was clearly Mitch's fault!
When mom takes me out to poo after dindin, lots of times Mitch comes along with us. He almost never has to poo but he always pees and then because he hates being bored waiting for me to decide where the best spot is for me to go, he creates distractions to entertain himself!
A motorcycle went by just as I was about to assume the position and Mitch hates motorcycles so he took the opportunity at that moment to lunge forward and try to let the motorcyclist know that it was totally unacceptable to be riding on OUR street in front of OUR house! And naturally I had to forget about what was most important at that moment and back Mitch up, right?
I never got back on track so it's clearly Mitch's fault that I poo'd in the kitchen! Mom has let me off the hook completely and she even hugged and kissed me and apologized to me!
Wow - who would have thought!
I was thinking that if any of you ever need your moms to forgive and forget for any trouble that you might have gotten yourself into, I can mail Mitch to your house and he can take the blame for whatever you've done wrong and all will be forgiven and you'll be GOLD!
Does this sound like a plan?I think this box looks like the perfect fit for you, Mitch!
Get your hiney in there! We want to make sure that you have at least a little bit of breathing room!
The box even says FRAGILE on it, so you're all set! In you go!Is this a great idea, or what?
I'm sitting by the phone! My phone number is area code (BLA)-ME M-ITCH!
I hope to hear from someone soon!
So until next time...................
Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch