December 1st 2012 9:42 am
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I wrote about this online, but I decided to save it for posterity, and put it in my diary.
Last night, I was minding my own business, hanging out in the big bathroom with Riley the giant black dog (71 lbs. and three yrs. old and is convinced he is a puppy). All of a sudden I heard Mommi hollerin' for me----it was bedtime, and I did not want to go to bed! I was sitting on the bathroom counter, still as a mouse, not moving a hair so my four jingle bells on my collar would not give me away, and Mommi still going about hollering for me---"Barneby Jones Thunderbear, you had better not have snuck into the garage, Barney, whre..." etc. Suddenly, Riley, with whom I thought we had an understanding of some sort, goes, "*WUWUUBARKBARKABARK*!!"
Of course here comes Mommi, going, "Oh, Riley, you showed me where Barney was! You are such a smart sweet doggie, blabbity blab-blab-blab, etc.!"
-----I could've bit nails. Riley's only response was to take a huge long drink out of the toilet whilst Mommi gathered me up and took me off the bed. Dad blame it. I'll tell you this, tho---Riley the Dog is in for a HARD nose smack next time I catch him alone. Which is funny because he acts afraid of cats, and he makes about 50 of us!
Barneby(Barney Joe)Jones Thunderbear,
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Dogs are like that. They go for all the attention. They try to take all the thunder away from us cats. They get us in trouble for no reason at all. Hopefully you will give him one good swat on the nose sometime soon. MOL