It all started on Friday, Brigitte and the Mom left together, alone, without me or Sluggo. When they got home, they smelled like my beloved Dr. Ericson, White Memorial Conservation Center and my favorite pet store Litchfield Pet Supply. Did they think I wouldn't know? Did they care? I'm not so sure. Mom even took pictures, so clearly she wasn't trying to hide anything.
Mom tried to explain that Brigitte only recently started accupuncture so she needs to get treated more frequently than I do.
So.
She also said she was picking up our Omega 3 Plus oil that makes our coats so soft and helps us stay healthy.
So.
Then she said she needed to let Brigitte do her business so they stopped at the park.
I ask you my friends, what part of these lame excuses justifies not taking ME with her?
None of them!
To make matters worse, when she came in from the mailbox she was all excited about this...
Another pug!!
And she plans on taking him around to visit special places!!
Is this woman mad?!!
I almost had a full on melt down, then she explained that this was Flat Puglet. He's is a guest on a mission to spread the word about recycled dogs. Now, I'm no recycled dog, I'm all pedigreed with champion lines. But I fully support animal rescue. Brigitte is recycled, and Sluggo's mom was recycled when he was in her belly. So I'm cool with this new guy hanging around for a few days. ( You will learn about his adventures soon at Flat Puglets website)
Don't think that this gets the Mom off the hook. Oh no, I will exact my revenge. In fact, I started this weekend. She was trying to build a rock wall for some new garden and I pliunked right down where she was trying to work. Halted production, and I wouldn't budge.
It's not over though. Sometime soon, when the time is right, and she least expects it...
Vengeance will be mine!
Until then friends, I hope she's sleeping with one eye open.
