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Hello Blog Friends, it's Dancer here.
Mummy says I'm in the Doghouse! Oh! I don't know if that is a good thing or bad! What is a Doghouse, anyway? Why would she put me in a Doghouse? Doesn't she know that I am a cat? Shouldn't I be in a Cathouse?
Mummy says she's angry with me for what I did this morning! But why? All I did was poop on Little Bless's bed! I was trying to tell Mummy that I needed to go, but, Little Bless called me to the bed and, well, I just did what I had to do!
Then, Little Bless shrieked, and Mummy shouted, "DAANNCERRR!" She said she had washed the sheets and remade the bed on Sunday and now she had to wash them again! And she told me that I'm in the Doghouse for what I did. I don't think I want to be in the Doghouse.
Then, she pulled everything off the bed and washed the pillows and the sheets and the blankets with bleach. (Mummy is very glad that she puts two bottom sheets on the bed and two pillowcases on each pillow).
I know that Mummy's not really mad at me. She knows that it's probably the side effects from the sedative I had to take yesterday to go to the vet's clinic. Actually, I think she's sorry she shouted at me, because she gave me tuna for dinner! I LOVE tuna.
But now, I'm feeling sorry for myself, being told that I'm in the Doghouse! So, when Mummy had to remake the bed with the freshly washed sheets, did I go to help her as I usually do? Oh, no! Not this time! This time, she had to make the bed all by herself! I stayed nicely curled up on the sofa near the heater! I am NOT her helper kitty, anymore! Not for all the tuna in the can she opened!
Mummy says she's very grateful for a working washing machine and dryer.