Hudson's revenge
Yesterday afternoon (after table surfing and getting some spicy pork from Daddy's lunch) Hudson cried and scratched at the door to go out. I put on his muzzle (if looks could kill...) and out he ran. He got halfway out onto the deck, turned around, and kicked the door open to come back in. Fine. I took off the muzzle figuring he just wanted to go out and eat something stupid anyway. He RAN from me as soon as it was off, jumped onto the (light coloured couch) and threw up all over the seat cushion. I never gave any thought to how one throws up with a muzzle on (clearly one can't). And it never occurred to me that he might be going outside to do it...he's never been that considerate before. But, at least his Dad can take comfort in knowing that ultimately Hudson did not get to keep the purloined spicy pork. And clearly, I've been sent a message too...  (You muzzle my face...I puke on your couch...and um, do you got any cookies?) |
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 sorry on this one i am on hudsons side |
| Actually, truth be told, I am on Hudson's side too. I often admire his evil side... I've also apologized to him at least half a dozen times, including once while I had the cushion in the kitchen sink as I was scrubbing it. He certainly knows how to formally register a complaint around here. |
Poor, misunderstood Hudson.  We "Sheepdog Mommies" can be so cruel.Laurie and Oscar, who thinks Hudson should've let go with the "other end" on the couch as well..... |
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