|Here is the green chair beckoning me!|
I am so upset.... sooo upset! I had a great time at the dog park this morning and when we got home I had a bath. Mind you, my coat is all shiny now and I smell really good, but I really don't like baths.
My owner had been complaining that I was "stinky-poo" all week and she kept threatening to give me a bath. But that wasn't all.
I was caught about three times all curled up in the green easy chair in "my room." I know I'm not supposed to be on the furniture but, you know what? My bed is still in Haida Gwaii. It isn't even going to be brought back until MID-NOVEMBER! So meanwhile I have to sleep on an old comforter and it isn't even soft. It's like sleeping on the hard floor.
I got so tired of sleeping without my bed, this week I decided to sneak onto the chair for a good cushy sleep any time I could get away with it. The problem is, I really didn't get away with it. I GOT CAUGHT!
So now my whole world is GETTING TURNED UPSIDE DOWN!
For some reason my owner doesn't want that chair (or the matching couch) smelling like a coonhound. She knows that when she leaves the house I high-tail it onto the chair. So she took it upon herself TO MOVE MY BED.
I HAVE BEEN KICKED OUT OF MY ROOM! I now have a pad and comforter in HER OFFICE. She plans to shut the door to my room when she leaves so I can sleep on the carpet in the living room or in the office and THAT'S IT!
|Here is where I sleep now. In the office. UNDER THE TABLE!|
And, next, my toy basket was moved in there.
So here I am, a clean coonhound WITHOUT A ROOM! I have to share and that's not fair.
Disgusted in Vancouver,