Disciplined by Mama

Last night, I was put on the stool for 20 minutes by Mama.

Well, just my luck, I didn't realise Mama was looking when I licked my paws. By the time I realised it, I was caned by her.....she even caned my paws *sad puppy look*

In the end, after the whacking, she put me on the stool for 20 minutes! U know how uncomfortable that white stool is-- not enough space for me to move around and all I could do was sat there, looking at Mama pitifully.

Throughout the session, Mama warned me not to get off the stool, if not, it's gonna be another round of whacking and additional time-out on the stool. *whine whine*

So, very uncomfortably, I went through the session wif much agony. When it was over, I was very obedient when Mama told me to go to bed. I figured it wasn't a good move to do otherwise.

But seriously, what's wrong wif licking my paws? I just like doing it every now and then, although Mama told me that my paws usually become smelly after a while due to paw licking.
*doggie sigh*

When Grandma woke up this morning, I didn't dare to follow her much to the kitchen...in fact, I dashed into the sanctuary of my bed when Grandma looked at me angrily...well, I didn't exactly did much damage...except that I pooed a little at the living room, some in the kitchen and peed onto a floor rag instead on the newspaper.

But I was so tired last night and had to relieve myself. Didn't think too much of doing it at the right spot. Cannot blame me, ok? *puppy look* Grandma should be glad that I didn't pee elsewhere. *rubbing eyes*

And as usual, Grandma complained to Mama when she woke up but she just looked at me and did nothing. In fact, I sat beside Mama, hoping that she would pat me and she did.... *wide doggie grin*

Anywayz, I saw Mama packing some of her clothes into a paperbag...is she going somewhere? I really dun noe as she didn't tell me anything. Maybe she'll tell me later.

And hey! Let me share wif u something: my fav white ball finally surfaced today! I had been looking for it for days and during this while, I've been playing wif my basketball and soccer ball till they lose their squeaky sound. Mama said she'll ask Papa to fix it, still, I prefer my fav ball.

And this morning, ta-ta! Grandma gave me my fav ball, and I was so happy that I started playing wif it happily, much to the displeasure of my Little Aunt, who find it so annoying. She complained as usual but Mama told her to make do wif it, after all, it's my toy and she cannot do anything about it.

*Run away and play wif squeaky ball*