PM Stray Tail; by Cinder~

We're back, oil in paws. No poop - good thing, cause Dummie was sleeping in the poo box! Outie? Nice walk, no poo, no pee - WHERE is he storing that stuff??? I'll catch up on the mail while Dad tends to cooking up the Kid's oil cocktail.

Oh, for Pete's sake, Dad! What'd ya spekt - he was gonna lap it up offa the spoon, or let you pour it inna his mouth!??? Get a towel, quick - he's got a lot more on his face and he's gonna shake again! Tablespoon goes a long way, huh Dad? Great coverage on the ceiling and the glass door - blends in nicely with the doggie nose and paw prints. No, I don't want a time out sittin' in the car for a bad attitude; I'll go back to typin' while you tidy up.

Taste it yourself, Dad - it's yuckie AND has no taste. Put it in his bowl, mix in the krunckies, and he'll never know it's there. Well, try more than three krunch pieces - it still looks like a gallon of ugh to him! Boy, that sure slowed down his intake speed. I think he tastes a foreign substance, but I bet he licks the bowl. Yep, he did! Start thinkin' like a Dawg, Dad, and parenting will get a lot easier.

Well, now that the Kid's all oiled up, both inside and out, how soon does the next show start? All I know is I'm not standing behind him, and I'll NOT share my 'puter rug with him till he's flushed.

Ya know, Dad, we should put up a sign and charge admission. Two-leggers would PAY to come in and watch this circus! "Now performing, the Phred and his absolutely E-maz-ing troupe of FurKids." Look good in lights, too. No, I don't wanna go sit in the car. Kripes, is he grumpy today...

Uh-oh; just noticed I can't see all the replies - how are we gonna sort names? I'll send this 'fore it gets losted, and maybe have to print the names out.

As we speak, the Stray Kid's tummy is gurgling over his motor oil flavored lunch while he naps beside Dad's chair. I can get some 'puter work done sine I don't hafta keep grrrrin' him offa my rug.

More later... /s/ Cinder