Today I wasn't so tired even though daddy took me for a bicycle ride. I played with my toys, I slept a little....then it hit me. I had to poop...oh no! What do I do...I know I shouldn't go inside.
I went to the door and I scratched and I asked out...there weren't any bells there so I just kept asking and scratching. There was this funny cloth there with teenie holes in it and next thing I know, it's down on the floor.
Suddenly I can't wait...I have to go! But daddy was nice, he left me newspapers on the floor so I could cover it up. I scratched the paper up with my hind feet and covered my poop. Then I peed on the papers. Phew...I felt SO much better.
But I know mommy and daddy aren't going to like the cloth I scratched out of the door. When mommy opened my door, I slunk REAL low to the ground and tried to look SO sorry. I didn't rush to her, I waited for her to call me.
I know my mommy loves me now...she didn't even yell at me. She took me outside to go potty (where I know I'm supposed to go) and cleaned up all the newspapers (and my poop...phew!).
I'm a lucky girl!
Sniffing and lickingly yours,