SO ...well I found out that my big mouth blabby sister, MaGGIE toles her bestest friend about my little accident I had in my parents bed the other night. Maggie is an ass.
I saw on tv where you could buy these jazzy pretty pink pants that a human can wear to bed if they need them, I quietly suggested to MOM that she run to the store and get me some. Plus a pretty little onesi so Maggie can't rip my pants off. Maggie is an ass.
Sometimes its hard when your body changes and its even hard when your brain is working wacky. Mine is still good enough to know Maggie is an ass.
A few nights ago I was snuggling wif my mom and I just could not get to sleep. I would snuggle and then get up and walk around the bed, snuggle and walk, snuggle and walk. Mom thought I needed to go potty so we walked around in the damn dark. No pee but I did stare at the butt end of four quackers in their pen.
So Mom put me back in bed, snuggle and walk, snuggle and walk. Mom was upset not understanding why, ................I guess she did not see the fitbit on my little arm, ............... I was just trying to get some more steps in for the day. Maggie is still an ass.