Friday, October 1, 2010
As if my time here could not get any worse, it has! Last night, dad takes me and hillbilly hound out for our nightly business. The next thing you know, I’m locked in the basement, all by myself! It was one thing when I was left on the first floor by myself, while the sack of fur slept upstairs with the children. Now I’m spending the night locked in the basement? I don’t think so dad! My plan was to let the old guy go upstairs and have plenty of time to fall asleep. Meanwhile, I would sit at the top of the steps with my most indignant look on my face I could muster. When I thought dad would be good and asleep, I started my plan; “bark, bark, bark.” That’s dog for; no chance are you getting a full night sleep tonight. I heard the sleepy sap come down the steps, stumbling around the first floor, all the while asking; “what’s the matter Princey?” I guess he thought I was going to say something like; Summer, the little hippie girl had fell into a well! I would have none of that! I just sat there and gave him a good frowning, not a peep out of me! I guess dad thought all was well since I no longer barked, because the next thing you know, I heard him go back upstairs. Really, back upstairs, what did you think dad? Your little “Princey girl” was having a bad dream! That’s alright dad, you go ahead and get back in bed, you need the rest! “Bark, bark, bark,” that’s dog for; get your tired self out of the bed and come get your princey girl out of the basement! Down the stairs he came again, “what’s wrong Princey?” he says. What’s wrong? Oh I don’t know, I’m locked in the basement, the furball is sleeping upstairs with the kids, and Leann is off with my mom on my vacation! Other than that, everything is fine! Dad must have done three laps around the kitchen and dining room, finally, he goes into the living room and looks in my bed. What a shocker! I’m not there! I wonder why? Oh yeah, I’m in the basement! Hey dad here’s a clue; “bark, bark, bark.” That was dog for open this basement door before I have to get all crazy Shitzu on your floor! Dad comes and opens the door and exclaims “Princess, did I lock you in the basement?” No dad, I locked myself in the basement, you see at night, I grow about four feet taller and sprout fingers on my paws. Yes!!! You locked me in the basement!!! M-I-C, see ya vacation in Florida, K-E-Y, why? Because mom left me behind with the furball, M-O-U-S-E!
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