Feeling insulted
I’m feeling insulted. I think Mum is being grossly unfair. Yesterday she said, and these are her exact words – except there was a swear word in there that I have had to take out. She actually said, “You read about Tigger and you laugh about Tigger. But you don’t choose to live with Tigger.”
Ok, so I’d just accidentally body slammed both her and Dad against the sink in the kitchen, but even so. For the record, the accident was body slamming Dad. I don’t normally do that. I only normally launch myself at Mum and she was the one filling her flask. The problem was that she was filling it over the sink at the same time Dad was doing some washing up, so I got both of them.
No training
The day didn’t start well. We set off for training just in time. I’d been nagging Mum but she was slow getting ready. Her phone was pinging while she was driving, but I’m happy to say she waited to look at it until we were in the car park. I should have told her to stop on the way. It was a message to say my training class was cancelled. So we turned around and came straight home. I was moaning, because I’d looked forward to seeing my friends. When we got back, it was my own fault, Mum took me straight out for a walk to ‘make up for’ the missing training. Unlike the day before, it wasn’t sunny. It was also windy and I don’t like wind!
That was why I was behaving like Tigger later in the morning. When I see the flask I presume Mum is planning to go out and that is never good – for me, anyway.
Licks and head butts
Pebbles
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