At precisely snack o'clock, the Woman opened a can, split it between two plates, and set one in front of me. Since I was tummy-rumbling hungry, I took a bite before sniffing, but then sat back and informed her it wasn't any good.
Well. She just walked away, as if she hadn't heard me.
Now Buddah was sound asleep and didn't hear the can open. But an hour later he woke up and stretched, then asked when snack time was. She heard this, picked him up and plopped him down on the counter in front of his plate, and then walked off to answer the call of nature, which happens at least 29.57 times a day.
It's worth reminding everyone that Buddah is not as polite as I, and after one bite he ran down the hall, and as she exited the bathroom he yelled at her, "Bitch, that chit is WRONG and we need something else."
Well. He could have used better words but he made his point. And she grasped his intention, and finally opened another can.
This one was acceptable.
And Buddah now has a potty mouth, and I couldn't be prouder.
10 comments:
I'm glad you've taught Buddah the IMPORTANT language skills, Max!
Buddah is finally learning stuff!! Good work Max! Happy 4th! ππππ½π
Well done Buddah! You taught him well, Max.
Good job Buddah
He's looking after you Max :-)
MOL Buddah did a good job!
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Wow! Buddah can fend for himself.
Did you ever think this day was going to happen, Max?
dood...we iz crackin UP !!!!!!!!!!!!!! thiz iz hill larry uz ☺☺☺☺☺☺☺♥♥♥♥♥♥
Sometimes ya have ta be loud an direct and even say bad werds.
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