Despite the fact that I'm completely housebroken (thank you very much) I've been pooping in the garage and peeing on the floor and getting the "owners" to think it's Otto. They are completely convinced that everything bad that happens is Otto's fault.
I have managed to weasel my way into sleeping in the big bed at night with MamaLu and those two People who apparently buy all the food. It's a pretty sweet deal. I really am very housebroken, I just want them to think it's him. I'm an angel - I snuggle on the couch and look cute whenever possible. When they aren't looking, I bark really loud and pretend it's him. The People are buying it. If it stops working, I'll try perhaps the classic gag/barf, or maybe just chew up something... that will send them over the edge. Anything to get that dude out of here.
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