Little Man writing this post.
Yesterday, Auntie and I were on the outs. I woke up late and she picked me up and rushed me outside and told me to pee and poop. I took a few steps and peed, then I tried to go back up the stairs to get back inside. She blocked me, picked up all 8 pounds of me, and told me to do my second pee and that I had poopie butt and I had to poop before she would let me back inside. I barked back and her and walked Aimless in the back yard, trying to prove to her that I did not have to do a second pee and that I did not have to poop. Auntie told me it was 9:30 and I always do 2 pees and a poop at 9:30 in the morning. She is right but I was not going to tell her that so I barked back and wobbled over to the edge of the yard hoping she would not see me poop and do a second pee. She did and said I was a good boy and let me inside. I was mad at her so I did not cuddle with her.
THEN, she took me for a walk in the afternoon. I did not want to go, I barked at her again, but after I peed and pooped she picked me up and carried me. She told MomMom that I was wobbling when walking – I am 16 and I will not lie yes I wobble sometimes. I liked her carrying me, I put my head on her neck and started falling asleep. After a short time she put me down in the shade and asked me to walk again. That was mean – but we did this three more times so that she could walk one loop.
This morning, Auntie moved a snuggle ball to the sunny spot on the floor for me to nap and put a blanket on the floor of her room for me to nap and be near someone while she worked. We have made up and are on good terms now.