How Do You Spell Relief?

So today I had a really upset tummy. When mom came home and let me out of my crate, I was frantic to go outside. She was worried I would have an accident so she put me in my crate while she went potty and changed into jogging clothes - what, did she just want to tease me??? Then we ran outside and man - I had the squirts. It was bad. And noisy. I was doing my waddling duck walk for about five solid minutes. Mom cleaned up as much as she could and then put mulch over the rest so that people wouldn't get it on their shoes. I figured while I was duck walking I would see what interesting shapes I could make - I did a pretty good figure eight, but mom did not seem to be impressed.

Then we went for a nice long walk around the lake. We even caught a runaway Dachsund! He was running right toward us and his dad was chasing him. Mom put her hand down and called him, and he ran right up to her. Then he saw me, got scared, rolled over on his back and peed. What, he didn't see me before?

Then when we got home, mom did a terrible thing! She filled this plastic tube with pink stuff, called me over, told me to sit, and then she stuck the plastic tube in the corner of my mouth and squirted some stuff in! Then she held my mouth shut and rubbed my throat so I had to swallow it!

The worst part was yet to come. She got the camera and took my picture! She said something about how she would show Woofwoof that Huskies can wear lipstick. The cruelty!




I deserve a solid week of doggie day camp for this!