The other day, Danny was driving mom insane. For some reason, he was extra, extra hyper. Mom was trying to work on the computer and he was dashing about, chewing on things and leaving half-eaten bits of tissue all over the place.
She decided to tie him up until he calmed down a bit. Can someone say "Bad idea"? Danny launched into a series of high pitched yelps punctuated by the occasional howl.
Mom got so upset she started howling back. It didn't work. If anything, he squealed even louder. I think Danny was just glad to have a partner.
Mom was determined to sap his energy. She put on her running shoes and set off on a brisk walk all around the estate. She and Danny went up-slope, down-slope and round the park for a good half hour before mom decided Danny looked sufficiently de-energised.
The moment they entered the porch, Danny stopped in his tracks and started to arch. Thinking he was about to poop, she quickly shoved some newspaper beneath his bum. It came out the other end instead.
Danny spent the rest of the evening with his belly flat on the floor. He didn't even get up when I reached home.
After he gobbled up all his dinner though, he was back to normal.
2 comments:
Hey Danny! Looks like you are having fun all sprawled out on the floor.
He's having tons of fun...wish I could say the same for the humans though. :D
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