DEAR MOM & DAD

Dear Mom & Dad:
WE are writing you this letter from all three of us pugs to tell you ENOUGH is ENOUGH.  Yeah, I know you think you are the parents of the household BUTT it is time we pugs step up and take a stand.  We are TIRED of all the foot traffic coming into our doors and not going OUT our doors.  We made a very big mistake when we did not put our feets down when you let Henri and Ellen come and stay at our house, little did we know what was in store for us.
So it ALLLLL started with them:

Now they are over one year old, they eat our livers and gizzards, have their own play tree and the run of the WhOLE house and can go outside freely without being watched like the prisoners that we are.

Then more cats came and went and went and came and you KNEW who their parent was but you still took care of them. We know they were strays but I am sure you spent our treat money freely without our permission.

BUTT the day dad was relaxing on the porch and that that little furry creature tunneled his way across town onto our porch and up dad's leg was just going to far!!!!  Its time you take him back to his ferret prison and hand him over.

Here are the reasons he cannot live in OUR house:

1. He has the run of the house, he has no boundaries which means our toy box is not off limits or our puggie crate where we like to nap.
2. He often drinks out of our water bowl even though he has his very own bowl in his Trump tower.  AnD we saw dad put ice in his and not ours.
3. He can get up in bed with you and tunnel under the covers to snuggle, we have to sit on the floor and beg to get in the bed, often you ignore us.
4. Last night he stole a whole loaf of bread off the counter, ran down the hall and hid it in his little closet he has in the back bedroom.
5. He stole several of moms necklaces and mom found him sleeping in her tub draped in jewelry he had heisted from her.  This proves he cannot be trusted on probation and must return to the prison he tunneled out of.
6. Often when we three pugs are relaxing in the living-room in our ZEN zone, we find ourselves with Eddie on our backs, going "giddy-up"....we are not his horses.

So we conclude that Eddie needs to be incarcerated and not in Trump towers, but back in his ferret prison somewhere far far away from us.  And he can take that goat wif him.

Stella Rose, Margaret Mae, and Angus Mac