All my mama and pop did last night was talk about my surgery that is scheduled to be performed in just moments. (My vet lady is kindly letting me get in one last post!) I had to make my move, and show them just who runs this household.
So. I peed on the couch.
Yep. That's right. Peed, right on the couch. And, a lot too. My pop was even sitting right there next to me, and I think I managed to get a little pee on him too.
I know this makes me a very bad boy. In fact, I beat my humans to the dicipline, and walked calmly straight into my kennel without looking back.
Of course, I didn't think this through completely - because now, I am not allowed on the couch at all. But you know what? I don't want to sit on something that only has one cushion now anyway! Do you know how long it takes for a cushion to dry? A very long time I'm guessing.
Hopefully, in a couple of days I will lose my bitterness, and be back to my bouncy, happy self!
Sparky, aka, Nutless in NY