Whew! I’m so glad that’s over. For the last couple days I’ve been doing a lot of yard duty. It must be something I ate.
My person says it’s a good thing I don’t howl like a wolf because if I did she might have ignored me when I woke her up at night. I don’t get it. How could she possibly ignore me if I was howling like a wolf?
What’s that, person? It’s not howling like a wolf, it’s crying like a wolf? Do wolves cry?
I’m supposed to cry wolf? How do you do that? Wolf, wolf! Here wolfie wolfie.
And then you get out of bed and let me out? You wouldn’t let me out? Why not?
But I didn’t find any wolves around. There’s never any wolves at our house. Is that why you got up out of bed and let me out every time?
Oh, I get it now. I don’t ever ask to go out at night unless I really really need to. And you didn’t want me to what?
Oh. You wanted to make sure I left everything in the yard.
I guess that’s probably a good idea. I don’t think I would have liked the perfumy smell you would have put in your bedroom if I’d made a deposit there.
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