My sweet dog Kiwi has been getting into some trouble lately. She knows to go potty outside, however, I believe in an attempt to step up her "civility", she may be trying to use the toilet. She hasn't quite gotten it yet, leaving little "presents" in my mom and dad's bathroom neatly on the floor, but she is quite persistent. A member of my family (who will remain nameless for the sake of his pride) seems to have a tendency of being the first to find it- or should I say, their foot has a tendency of finding it. So here this precious dog is trying to make her family proud while this obnoxious individual isn't realizing her full potential! Kiwi is then woken up from a precious slumber, verbally abused, and thrown outside into the elements. I believe this repeated occurence is innocent and done out of love, while others (above mentioned person) have threatened the very life of this sweetums dog.
The most recent happening of this situation took place early this morning. I was happily sleeping (along witht the rest of my family with one exception) when I was woken up by, we'll just call this person J. Clemmons-- no, James C., anyways, whatever his name, he was on a rampage. I heard him yelling at the dogs (apparently Zac had taken some part in the dirty work too, only he left his in the hallway) and he threw them outside. Now, I'm not stupid, I pretended to be sleeping because I didn't want to hear it at that moment, but of course, family prayer. Family prayer went something like this:
"Those stupid dogs have done it again! If I step in poop one more time, they're both gone! I'm tired of waking up and steping in poop! I punished the dogs and threw them out, so don't let them inside." - J. Clemmons
"Maybe you should watch where you're going..." -Mom
(snickering and laughing)
"(trying to keep a straight face) No, stop it. Those dogs are ridiculous. Who's saying the prayer? I can't say it this morning, I'm too pissed."
"You mean 'Pooped'?"-Mom
(more stifled laughter)
Bless his heart. He is a very good sport about it, and I'm working on fixing this problem. I just feel bad, because it really is quite humorous to our family, even though my dad doesn't find it very funny at the time. It's just that every time he tries to put his foot down, it stomps into a pile of poop.
What a sweet pic of Kiwi!! I think it's an official job for the male head of household to be antagonistic toward the beloved four legged family member. I loved this story!
ReplyDeleteI think this is absoluetly hilarious and I love your mom's humor. Maybe J. Clemmons has done something wrong and the big man upstairs is punishing him! =)
ReplyDeleteI love ya!!
You are so funny!! Tell your dad to leave Kiwi alone and watch where he steps!
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