You Gotta Laugh!
Getting on furniture is something that I refuse to allow Doggy to do. And by furniture I mean the coffee table too, no paws allowed on the kitchen counter or anywhere else. He’s a dirty beast and not because I don’t wash him but because he’s fur is like velcro and even big things stick to it. He’s really good at keeping off the furniture(at least when I’m around), I know that the minute I leave the house he throws a party. I first noticed paws on the coffee table, of course I can’t say anything if I don’t catch him red-handed. Once he learnt to go upstairs, he would roll on the bed, I didn’t realize until I found one of his toys on the bed, then the sofa, same thing, all of his toys would mysteriously appear on the sofa even his blanket at times. I decided to leave my place looking like a war zone, since there wasn’t much I could do, turn the cushions upside down, out the mattress against the wall(just in case he has the brilliant idea of peeing there).
Yesterday however, after we cam back from the park at night, I went to take a shower and forgot to pick up something from my room, I opened the door and Doggy wasn’t right out as usual, so I walked slowly and caught him rolling like crazy on my bed. You all are familiar with those moments where you wan’t to be emphatic with a command but end up laughing, it was just too funny, he was throwing a party on my bed, rolling and jumping like crazy right after having rolled on that dirty mud at the park.
Sadly I didn’t have a camera to capture the moment.