In the Crate Again…
Stuck in the crate again…I don’t know what I have to do to get some attention around here! All the Humans ever seem to do these days is sit at that stupid table. What are they doing anyways? Nothing that has to do with Bunk, that’s for sure. Every time they let me out of the crate it seems like I’m back in it within 5 minutes. Stupid Humans!!!! I get so angry sometimes with those idiots. GRRRRRRRR! HOOOWWWLLLAAAAHHHH!
I’m really sorry for going off like that. I really need to get better at controlling my pug-temper. But it’s just that ever since the Humans stopped letting me sleep in their bed I’ve been a little off ya know? It happened so suddenly too. Every night, right before bedtime Hu-Paw would pick me up in his arms and carry me over to the bed. As he gently let me down on to the bed’s soft surface, I would position my furry pug-butt under the snuggly covers and proceed to burry my little pug-face into Hu-Paw’s armpit. I would lay there…he would rub my belly…and I would drift into a quiet pug dream. Sometimes I would wake up in the middle of the night to lick Hu-Paw’s and Hu-Ma’s face. I like to cover their faces in my slobber to let every other pug know that the Humans belong to me and that I am the only one allowed to give them pug-baths! My favorite place to lick to the Humans is up their nostrils because there are so manny yummy threats in there. Hu-Ma doesn’t really like it when I do that, but Hu-Paw will let me go at it for as long as I want. When I am finished, the inside of his nose is cleaner than the Pope’s toilet. After a long night’s sleep I would wake the Humans up by chewing on their ears and jumping on their faces. For some reason they got annoyed that I wanted to get up and play at 4:30 am. Once Hu-Paw got his lazy butt out of the bed, he would take me out to pick up my poop, and then he would feed me. What a great way to start the morning.
But things suddenly changed. The Humans no longer let me sleep in their bed! I don’t get it. One night, while patiently waiting in my crate, the Humans walked right by me, turned off the lights, and went to sleep. I figured that it had to have been a mistake so I started barking and howling as loudly as I could so they would realized what they forget. But they didn’t do anything. They just sat there.
Ever since then my Hu-Ma and Hu-Paw don’t let me on the bed. They tell me it has something to do with this thing called “shedding,” but I have no idea what that is. Someone really needs to help me figure out how to get on the bed so I can give the Humans pug-baths and so I can shove my face into their armpits. They get mad at me for waking them up at 4:30 am by scratching away at my crate. Well, I wouldn’t have to scratch away at my crate if I were in the bed!