This seemed to disturb my mom but did she break out the nice fluffy blankies??? NO! Did she turn on the heated mattress pad??? NO! So every morning, I jumped off that cold brick of a bed to let Momma know but... it took her almost a week for figure it out!
It's like my toothbrush... every night after dinner, I get a toothbrush treat. But most nights, I finish my paltry vittles and come into the kitchen. Mom continues with her dinner or cleaning. I go and stand right next to her. She shoos me out of the kitchen. I retreat and give her the stink eye and she screams at me! "WHAT?"
I give her the sweet puppy face and again she screams, "WHAT DO YOU WANT? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???"
Seeing that I'm apparently not going to be able to get proper dental hygiene from the crazy witch, I curl up in my bed. Much later, it dawns on her!
"Mabel, my sweet girl! I forgot to get your toothbrush out! I'm so sorry!!!"
And yet, tonight, it will be the same thing again. What's a pup to do with such dense humans in our midst? Some days, I just don't think I can teach her another thing!