My person left the house early on Saturday morning. She does that sometimes. Then my younger person got out of bed and he left the house too. Now it was just me and Scratchy. Scratchy never wants to play so I decided to take a nap.
Everything was going along fine until I heard it. Rain pounding down on the roof and then the most horrible of sounds. The loud clap of thunder right nearby.
I tried hiding in my person’s closet but it didn’t feel safe enough so I tried to get into the closet at the end of the hallway. I tried really hard, but I couldn’t get the door open. I decorated it though. It has a really pretty pattern on it now.
Finally, I heard my person’s car pull up. I went to the door and put on my innocent face. I hoped she wouldn’t look in the hallway. She had a couple friends with her so I figured I was safe.
Oops, she looked. I’m in trouble now.
My person put on my leash and everyone got in the car. Me too. When we got out again my person said we were at the church she hangs out at a lot. I’ve never been there before so I made her take my picture with her friends, to prove I was a church dog now.
But then she did it. This was the most horrible punishment for getting in trouble. Having to sit quietly by my person with all those people I could have gotten loves from.
I don’t want to be a church dog anymore.