Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Caught Red Pawed

The parents always have to spoil my fun. Why can't they relax when I'm not in the room or when its quiet? It doesn't always mean I'm getting into forbidden things like the trash can in the bathroom. I mean, say even if I did start eating things out of the trash in the bathroom, wouldn't that be their own fault for keeping an open trash can on the floor and then not feeding me enough? That's what I thought, but no, I'm the one who gets spanked and yelled at.

Today, I did not get into the trash can in the bathroom. Today, I decided I'd find something else that I could play with that might not be forbidden. How would I know until I try?

Oh, how I was wrong!

The other night, Mommy and Daddy were zonked out in front of the TV and so I took the opportunity to snoop. I walked into the bathroom to see what was in the trash, but it was empty. I noticed to my left that the toilet paper was running down off the role. After much thought (only 2 seconds) I decided to take it.

I snatched a corner and ran to hide so I could eat it before anyone would know.

As I reached the door to the bedroom I realized something did not feel right and when I turned around, my suspicions rang true.

What am I going to do? How do I get this back on the roll? How will I ever eat ALL of this? I thought. I really just wanted that one piece. Then, I heard a rustling noise. Great! My parents are coming; I'm in so much trouble!

I was prepared to run, but then I saw Daddy's legs. I realized at that point I was better off staying and taking the punishment. So, I ran. I ran fast. But, then he called me back and I realized I should go. So I crawled over to him and wagged my tail as fast as I could. It was my way of saying, "I'm sorry."

Well, it must have worked because when Mommy came in she laughed. You could see she tried not to, but she was, and then Daddy started laughing. Thats when I realized everything was going to be OK.

Whew! That was a close one. I'll have to be more careful in the future! I am learning quickly though. The lesson learned: I will not get in trouble if I am cute and funny things happen while I am in the midst of being bad.

1 comment:

Cubby said...

Toilet paper has its own security system!