Grandma kept me at home for a couple of weeks after the dog squishing embarrassment. I escaped once, dashing out the door when she opened it. Just before then, a friend had called her, saying a cougar was found under the neighbor’s porch and the wildlife department was trying to capture it. When I ran…
Month: November 2019
5 You’re Not the Boss of Me
Grandma did NOT know what to do with me and my headstrong ways. She’s a solution-oriented person. If there’s a problem, she believes in finding an answer and moving on. Whining and complaining are not what she does, although venting to a friend in order to clear her mind is often necessary. The first problem…
4 It Wasn’t Me!
Grandma was reading this week’s Chieftain newspaper. I was sleeping on my pad under the table. The newspaper rustled, her chair scooted back and she stuck her head under the table. “Petey,” she asked in her wehavetotalk voice. “Where were you on November 1?” “What day was that?” I asked, not opening my eyes. “Last…