Sunday, November 20, 2011
Pooping on the pillow
OK, I'm telling on myself here, but it's too funny. You know how we reserve the right to poop on the bean's pillow when they misbehave or don't spoil us properly. Well, last night I got a little poop on my tail furs. And like a good boy I hopped up in bed to let Dad know he needed to clean me, which he did. He even scooped the litter box in the middle of the night. But he kept smelling poop. That's when he rolled over and realized there was a spot right there on his pillow. I didn't mean to do it -- it just happened. Or maybe it's a preemptive punishment, because I doubt they're saving us any Thanksgiving turkey.