Water Torture

It happened again. Yep. Mom decided that I had to have a nasty, no-good, torture-filled BATH.

I hate baths!!!

But this time, the torture was doubled. After Mom drained the dirty bath water, she REFILLED the tub and gave me an oatmeal bath, too! I gave her a dirty look...

I was not happy. She said I needed the oatmeal bath because of my itchies from my allergies. I don't agree. I'm already itchy...why torture me with water?!

After the bath, Mom kept me captive in the bathroom while she tried to blow-dry my furs.

I grabbed my squeaky penguin to keep me company, while watching at the gate.

When I was released from my prison, I took out my frustrations (and dried my ears) on my penguin.

After that, I hid under the blanket on the couch.

I did NOT want to end up back in that bathtub...

Fetching Fiasco

Mom and I were playing fetch tonight with my hamburger toy.

And then we had a problem...

See that? Mom actually tossed my hamburger down the hallway and it landed right smack in my water bowl. It was totally her fault.

I told Mom that I was NOT going to get that hamburger out of the water bowl. After all, she's the one who threw it in there.

Mom finally got the hamburger out for me after she stopped laughing and taking pictures. She didn't dry the hamburger off, but that was o.k. At least I didn't have to dunk myself to get it.

We played fetch some more, and then I decided I needed to get a drink out of my newly-hamburgered water bowl. It's a good thing that the water didn't taste funny.

All of that drama wore me out. (Doesn't take much, does it? He he he.)

I hope Mom has better aim when she tosses for fetch tomorrow!

The Standoff

Mom and I are having an argument. Let me know who you agree with here...

THIS is an EMPTY water bowl:

Why is it empty? Because MOM refuses to refill it. Isn't that rude?! It's my water bowl that's in our bedroom. I like to drink lots of water at night. Is it my fault that I'm thirsty then? I think not!

Mom says that I should just use the water bowl in the other room during the day and that I shouldn't drink so much at night. Again...not my fault that I'm thirsty at night.

You know why Mom's refusing to refill my bedroom water bowl? You want to hear her flimsy, weak reasoning? She "claims" that she's tired of taking me out to potty in the middle of the night. She thinks it's unreasonable that I need to potty at 3:30 a.m. But when you gotta go, don't you gotta go?! Isn't it her duty as my Mom to let me potty when I need to potty?!

So in a nutshell...

1. Not my fault I'm thirsty at night.

2. So it's also not my fault that I have to potty at night, either.

3. And what's the problem with taking me out at 3:30 a.m. anyway?

I'm gonna get dehydrated if she keeps this up. Refill my water bowl, Mom!!!