During my stay with my grandparents, everyday seems to be a bliss. Everyone loves me to bitz, and I'm enjoying every moment of it.
Let me see: everyday, I have at least 1 full apple, good feast for dinner, treats almost the whole day around, and I have grandpa who is more than willing to give me more treats so long as I act cute and be merry. Not too bad yeah? *doggie grin*
Well, Mama didn't think that way: she has been telling grannie and grandpa to cut down on the amount of treats... and I am being reminded numerous time to behave while Mama's not around.
Just last week, grannie told Mama about me not using the pee tray and peed all over the kitchen. In the end, Mama put me on the pee tray when she knew I had full bladder and needed to relief myself. Refusing to let me get off the pee tray, she watched till I could not hold out any longer and had to pee in it... *whine*
From then on, I got her message: peed only in the pee tray. And I did. *rubbing eyes wif paws*
Just yesterday, I managed to bully my grandpa. *woof woof*
He gave me an apple, which I only took a couple of bites. Not happy with my behaviour, he told Mama off for giving me chicken from her dinner plate when she knew I was about to have my apple.
Well, Mama knows me well enough that I'm picky with apples. When she ate hers (same batch of apples we were eating), she already the answer: the apple wasn't sweet, of cuz I wouldn't eat mine. Heck, she even bit a small piece for me to try and I spat it out.
Grandma took a small slice of Mama's apple and even she reacted the same way. She told my dad to prepare another apple (those that I was usually given) for me. Turned out I finished every single bite of it. *doggie grin*
That got Grandpa nearly into fits and chiding me for being so picky with food. Well, Mama reminded him that this wasn't the 1st time I reacted this way.
Can't I choose to be picky? After all, Mama seemed to be ok with my behaviour... but I dun know about Papa since he's not around to judge. But I think he should be agreeable too, after all, I'm still being a good boy.
But, before dinner, I was given a lecture by Mama and tried to be more cautious: my bad habit of licking my pipi seemed to come back and was caught red-handed by Mama. She angrily grabbed and sat me on her lap, forcing me to look into her eyes. *whine*
Mama said if she caught me one more time, she will make sure Papa knows about it and I'll get it from him...*whine* I dun want.... *hide under dining table*
I dun know when Papa's coming home but I'm sure my behaviour deserves praising. After all, I'm Muffin! *doggie wide grin*
