No, I was a good dog. I spent all day while you were gone hanging out in my dog jail. You’re the one who let me out. You know I was in there.
By the way, that wasn’t very nice of you to send that nasty thunderstorm last night when I was stuck in my dog jail. I wanted to try to escape it. I couldn’t go anywhere.
I am not changing the subject. I was here all the time.
Can we go for a walk now?
I don’t care if it’s raining.
Toby wouldn’t let me go far enough to check on my puddle – I mean, I want to see how my puddle is doing. I haven’t seen it all day.
There’s some pretty cool waterfalls on my trails right now – I mean, I bet there’s some waterfalls right now with the rain and all.
What do you mean, you saw a text message between me and Toby on your cell phone?
What do you mean you know I went out in the rain and got all wet?
You have no business checking my text messages.
I don’t care if it was on your phone. You’d better get me my own phone.
Well, can we go for a walk anyway? You need your exercise, person.
See, I told you there were waterfalls on my trails right now.
Look what happened to my puddle!
It turned into a mud puddle.
At least my puddle left some suds nearby. After I get all muddy I can wash myself off.