Last weekend Daddy bent
Mummy’s motorized dog carrier. We thought
she’d growl at him like she does when we do bad things so we hid because she’s
really scary when she growls. Instead
she went very quiet and said she was going to put Daddy in a dog house. Since we live in the same kennel as our
humans, this must be a dog house and since Daddy is still here, I assume Mummy must be talking about this one. It has
particularly comfy beds and sofas so I don’t understand why putting Daddy in
this dog house is much of a punishment.
Talisker
