Well, you'll never guess what Mom did last week -- she let HissSpit inside for the evening each night! Into MY room where we hang out before bedtime. And you know what HissSpit did? Do you want to know?? She did absolutely nothing. Nothing. She just sat in a chair and told me lies. I was almost disappointed.
Mom says she really isn't telling lies, she just has a different language than Dog. But I know better. She is trying to lure me again. She sat there wagging her tail with her ears back, and everyone knows that means "I am happy and friendly and won't hurt you." then she stuck her butt in the air and wagged her tail and everyone knows that means �Let�s play.� In the next instant, she was growling and staring. Everybody knows what that means too. I am going to keep out of HER way from now on, even when she is a sitting, er, duck, in her chair. Did I say HER chair? Ack.
Anyway, Mom has also foiled my steak attempt. She put a cookie (a BIG cookie) on the deck about three doggie steps from the stairs. And walked away. Well, when she wasn't looking, I sneaked up and ate the cookie, but HissSpit was looking for an opportunity to get me, and distracted me before I could sneak back down the steps. And Mom of course saw, because HissSpit told on me. So what could I do but my happy dance and laugh and laugh! Then Mom repeated this about seven times. So did I. Well, refusing to go up the steps is no fun any more, but I still balk just enough to get cookied.
Sailor the cookie monster
