When I'm mad...

I've been giving Mom a hard time lately. It's not her fault really...Dad's been coming home later than usual & so has Newt. Mom's been the one coming home first to let me out of my cage. Of course by then I am very upset that I've been in there for so long & I take it out on her, but only for about 5 minutes. Now, I don't bite anymore but what I do is go over to her precious potted plants & unearth the soil from all the pots. And then I watch her or Dad (when he comes home) clean it up! It's my way of teaching them a lesson.

And then this weekend Mom wanted to take a nap...And what does she do? She leaves me right outside her door. I was so angry. I kept muttering, 'I beat you' (that's code for when someone's been bad). And I could hear mom laughing about it too! Hmmph! I wasn't pouting for too long cause Dad & later Newt took me along to hang out with them.

But I made it up to her later. While they were reading/watching TV on Sunday night I hopped from Dad's shoulder onto hers & said GIMME KISS & then gave her a kiss. Then I hopped back onto Dad's shoulder. It's true! I am not making this up. Mom was super surprised & happy too! She knows I love her. She's the only one I let scratch my belly!

I know you may find all of this hard to believe but I've learned to associate certian words with certian behaviour. I truly am just that smart! And what's more I'm clean. No muss, no fuss!