Hey, Let Me Out

The piss machine, or Mal the Wonderpup as others refer to him, is getting much better in letting us know when he needs to step outside for a moment to relieve himself of his waste products.

The other night I was sleeping on the sofa and the wee beast jumped up and bit me on the butt and when I sat up to swat him away he leapt from the sofa and made a bee line to the back door where he proceeded to cry and scratch on the large glass panel of the sliding door.
Yes, the fellow bit me to make sure I knew he had to go out.  And while I’m not so happy with him nibbling my butt cheek I am happy that he woke me to let me know he had needs to be seen to.

About katastrophes1

Kat is a 20 something girl stuck in a 40 something body. Mom to 3 kids, tormented and amused by 3 crazy dogs. Amateur photographer, self taught crochet junkie. Thinker of crazy thoughts. Where do they come from? Who knows where thoughts occur, they just happen!
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