All right, all right! I confess. I did! I did do it!
But it was still ALL HER FAULT.
For some unfathomable reason, she picked me up like a sack of potatoes and started carting me around the house with her. By the time we got to the kitchen, I had had it with the sightseeing tour and made a break for it.
Can anyone blame me if I used the palm of her hand as my launch pad?
I rest my case.
15 comments:
It *is* her fault. After all this time how could she not know your carrying limits? How would she like it if a giant picked her up and flounced her about?
Hey, if you don't want to be carted around, you have the right to communicate that in any way you can.
Of course it was her fault. What was she thinking?
Oh yeah, totally her fault!
One for one think it very honourable of you to own up to this, Spitty. Very honourable indeed. What an inspirational role model you are for all of your loyal subjects.
Megan
Sydney, Australia
PS. And it goes WITHOUT SAYING that it was her fault!
Hey, run happens and so does 4 paw drive!
Spitty, I have bruises on my torso, which Angel uses as her launching pad! Her back feets pack a powerful punch...oof!
I swear....she thought you wanted a tour of your own home? The only tour I want when I'm peacefully lying down is a tour of the inside of my eyelids while I snore!
Hugs, Teddy
Heavens Spitty ! Why did she do that ? Our huMom hardly ever picks any of us up - except to move us off the computer or load us in the PTU to go to the V-E-T. So sometimes she gets some blood taken.
You are right, it was her fault for scaring you. XO
My mama was told I didn't like being picked up or held woken we met and she usually restrains herself admirablyy...but sometimes......(shakes head).
Not your fault, Spitty! Who wants to be carried like sack of potatoes???
Yap, human flesh make the perfect launching pad. Mom knows that from experience.
Emma and Buster
The Troof Shall Set You Free!
The girls like being carried around (they even purr). I dont like it so much. I always seem to get a pen or eyeglasses poking me in the side... ~ MARLEY
Oooooh boy, that sounds like what I've done before to my dad. Sometimes if he picks me up and carries me around for whatever reason I have to let him know I don't like it, and since I don't use words, well, you know what happens.
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