I could hear her screeching from the other room. Sometimes the sound of her voice goes right through me.
"Where is she?"
"I don't know... she's not outside is she?"
I could hear her footsteps slowly walking toward the bedroom where I was
|"Just paw-cuff me will ya... take me to the slammer where I belong."|
The words sounded something like this...
But I think what she was trying to say was,
"Gracie! You ripped your pee-pad up!" (I've never even used the darn thing. I think it's a joke, another one of those brilliant human ideas.)
And then her famous quote "Gracie what
is your problem?"
|"Get outta my way woman! Can't you see I'm trying to watch out the window. Aren't you supposed to be on hiatus?"|
Trying to make amends...
Tonight we went for a walk IN THE DARK.
Not such a good idea.
Always remember. If it seems to good to be true, then it probably is.
A paw and ear bath followed, since I'll get a full grooming in just two days.
|My dirty ear|
Enough of my drama.
I'll get even with her for what she's done!
Remember the book she wrote, sharing MY DIARY in Gracie's Diary: A Memoir?
Visit HERE on SATURDAY and download the Kindle version for FREE!
I'll show her!
Sleep sweet peeps!
And don't forget to