Murphy again. Sorry I didn’t post last week. Mom had this thing called “work.” I don’t know much about it, but I do not like it. Since I don’t have thumbs, I cannot post without her help.
Anyway, Mom has been telling people lately that I have no short term memory. I don’t even know what this memory thing is. But when she says it she usually laughs and then hugs me or gives me a head scratch so it must be a good thing.
This all started with my
The other day she started laughing at me again – why is Mom always laughing at me? I think it has to do with the treats. You see, I only get treats when I go in my crate or when I am working on my tricks. Well as soon as Dad gets the treat out, this is what happens:
- Murphy – First ten seconds: “Rawhide! Rawhide! Wohooo!!! Yes, Best Day Ever!!!” And then I start running to my crate because that is where I get my treats.
- Murphy – Second ten seconds: “Awesome! Am I really getting a treat!! Could this day get any better!!” Run faster to the crate.
- Murphy – Third ten seconds: “Sh**t, crate. I only get treats in my crate. That means the people are leaving. How did this happen again???” Begin tentative pause outside of crate.
- Murphy – Fourth ten seconds: “Oh well, I really want that Rawhide.” Enter crate.
Its not my fault I have no memory. Memory is for humans. All I need is cuteness. Or at least that is what Mom says!