November 19th 2007 4:22 pm
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Well, here I am on the kitchen counter, waiting. Mommie says i need to get the fur under my tail cut... How embarassing. At least she told me I'll get a treat if I'm good.
I wasn't good. It was a mass of flying fur and claws. OOPS! I hid, in the only place mommie can't reach me... Under the couch. I sat there for a while, well at least until I smelled CHICKEN CACHATORY! I carefully crept out and leapt at mommie.
What next you think. Well I ran with the chicken, I could taste all the chickeny goodness. My best friend Hambone ran with me. I gave him a nod of thanks through the savory chicken smell. We took it all the way upstairs on top of a high dresser. I heard mommie coming... She didn't sound happy, At all. The only thought going through my head was" This is even worse than the time I helped take the christmas Tree down 3 days early."
Hambone and I took some hurried bites as I was whisked away along with the chicken. Mommie had me scruffed, I could hardly move, I felt so...so...so helpless! I realized mommie had the scissors out again. I cried out as mommie took the first snip...Hambone came running toward the door and scratched at it. This did nothing. mommie cut my fur and released me.
I walked out defeated, but the next day, I got to eat mommies meatloaf... whether she wanted me to or not! TO BE CONTINUED...