We had the place to ourselves, and knowing how much Mum and Dad like to be on their own, I thought I'd help out and make sure no one else came down to our spot. What a great idea, I hear you say, What a thoughtful pup! Ruby's Mum and Dad must be so proud of her! You see, I knew you'd all agree with me.
Well, here's what happened. I discovered Mr Stinky was taking a nap in the bushes, so I went down there and roused him out of his slumbers. Quick as a flash, he turned his butt on me and shared some of that amazing perfume - the stuff peoples don't seem to like at all. I rushed back over to Mum and Dad to tell them about it and show them what a thoughtful girl I am. You're with me on this one, right? I know! It was a pure stroke of genius and they would shower me with love and affection.
Good and stinky. That should do the trick!
Now, brace yourselves for what happened next, because there was suddenly a very strange turn of events. Were they happy? No! Were they grateful? Not one bit! In fact, everything went downhill from here.There was a lot of yelling. Mum and Dad ran as far away from me as they could. They actually RAN AWAY from me! Next, they ordered me into the creek and made me stay there for hours and hours (note from Mum - it was only about 30 minutes). There was no petting, no heaping of praise upon me, and worst of all, absolutely no treats. We didn't even eat the picnic!
Uh, no one wants to come and play with me?
Instead of staying at our wonderful picnic spot, we all marched back to the car, where Mum proceeded to wrap me in the picnic blanket and told me I wasn't to move for the whole ride home. The rest of the day is a blur of being hosed down and washed with various concoctions until Dad finally declared that I was okay to come back in the house.
I don't know. You try to be a good pup with your peoples' best interests at heart and look what happens. Think I'm gonna move to Texas!
11 comments:
THOSE 'khytties' are the stinkiest!
It is too bad they don't realise woo just want to play!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra
Oh my! I've only smelled them after they have been run over on the road. I'd hate to think what they smelled like up close!
Believe me, you really don't want to smell it up close. It goes to a whole new level of sensory overload.
What a shame for Mr Stinky to spoil your lovely day. Here's an extra belly rub to make up for it.x
I'm sorry that Mr. Stinky ruined your great day, but I'm glad to see a post from you and am glad (as I know everyone else was) that "it" all came out in the wash!! :x)
Hooooooooweeeee, I bet you were one STANKY girl. Hoomans have no sense of humor. Of course, neither did the stinky kitty.
POOR THING! I haven't ever run into one of the striped kitties but one of my friends did. Hang in there - the humans will soon get over it.
Wags N Kisses,
Wrigley
Opps! Ruby, I agree...our hoomans can be quite confusing. Haven't had the stink adventure as you did, but I am sure it was fantastic...and boo! if it happens again, phone up some of us furpals, we will be so happy to enjoy with you :)
Hugs and snaggle-tooth kisses,
Sierra Rose
short-lived enjoyment:(
bad mr. stinky
Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, what a good guard dog you are. Some masters are so ungrateful for your efforts. I'm glad they let you back in the house.
Come to Texas anytime.
hope u have a good bath after....
Post a Comment