Hey pals... Brutus here.
You ever have one of those weeks? Boy, is this one mine. *sigh*
First, Mom goes to work like 3 days (almost in a row!!), so I get stuck in my crate. Mason taunts me with all kinds of stuffies, since he gets free run of the house no matter what. Then we get these blizzards... Yikes! Snow up over my back - at least Mason makes poop chutes for me... And now I get the worst news of all: a suitcase appeared!
Seems that mom "has" to go to Arizona for some kind of dental conference. Whatever. It was one of my earliest, so most of you probably don't remember the post the last time mom abandoned me for teeth. My little ploy to go along totally backfired.
OK, ears gave me away last time. Need a new plan.
I'll hide UNDER her clothes!!
Wait - you say you are flying?? No cargo hold for me!!
So I'll do the last thing I can think of, place my compact, bulky self on top of the suitcase and keep her from moving it!
Or at least look so pitiful she can't bear to....
Never fear, followers, this Frenchie is tough and will endure. Dad is home here with me, and grandpa (mom's dad) is going to pick me up during the day and take me to play with my Aunt Maggie (the greyhound). Guess I have to suck up to them and make the best of things. Mason even promised to try and keep me distracted with some good games of bitey-face.
Wish me luck. Next week has GOT to be better!!