Dexter’s Day: House arrest?
Not sure what is going on
But Daddy is under ”House Arrest”.
I heard Mummy telling someone about it today….
Oh? It’s not Daddy. It’s ME!
(What’s House Arrest? Can I eat it?).
Seems I’ve been ”playing the wounded martyr”
A bit too much.
So Mummy BELIEVES I’ve hurt my back leg.
So shes making me REST IT!
And all I wanted was MORE FOOD!
See I was thunking to myself,
Mummy is a big softie
So if I pretend to be hurt,
She’ll feed me MORE!
But it’s not working!
I have got a sore paw
But I keep forgetting which one it is
So I do the ”very sad cute eyes”
And try to get more biscuits.
BUT Mummy says I need to go on a DIET!
So I’m not too heavy so I don’t hurt my paws!
It’s not FAIR!
I’m a PUPPY!
And I’m hungry…….(well, not really but it sounds good).
There’s one good thing about House Arrest though.
Mummy stays with me and we snuggle!
wuff and wags