1/2/2015 The Dutch Oven

Last night I crawled under the covers next to Mom with my tail by her pillow and my head sticking out by her knees.


I was a little on the gassy side. Mom said, “One more out of you and I’m going to give you the Dutch Oven treatment!” My stomach settled down not long after that.

Now, for my master plan. I leaned my head on Mom’s knees, and of course I looked so cute and adorable, she didn’t want to move. As the night progressed, I gradually scooted closer and closer, until I lay directly across her knees. Every time Mom moved, I moved with her. The upshot of all of this was that Mom could not straighten out her legs, and thus I cramped her style all night.

Threaten me with a Dutch Oven! Muahahaha!

Woof! Love, Maggie

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