On the days that my mom goes to work, she gets all dressed up in clothes that hang on white plastic things in the closet. I know it's going to be a bad day when she gets one of those white hanger things out of the closet.
I hate it when she leaves me.
So, I started thinking:
If there aren't any more plastic things, she won't be able to hang up her work clothes. Without any work clothes, she couldn't go to work anymore. And if she can't go to work, she will have to stay home and cuddle with me all day. Right?
Well, that's what I was thinking when I tried to eat the the plastic hanging thing that my mom left on the floor last week.
Turns out that it wasn't such a good idea after all.
Sorry, Mom!
I hate it when she leaves me.
So, I started thinking:If there aren't any more plastic things, she won't be able to hang up her work clothes. Without any work clothes, she couldn't go to work anymore. And if she can't go to work, she will have to stay home and cuddle with me all day. Right?
Well, that's what I was thinking when I tried to eat the the plastic hanging thing that my mom left on the floor last week.
Turns out that it wasn't such a good idea after all.Sorry, Mom!
Good logic, Laila! But I bet you'd have to chew through many a hanger to reach your objective. And your human would catch on before you'd made much progress...they're smarter than we doggies give them credit for!
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