Gretchen here. Mama won’t tell, but I will. These drugs Sissy’s on are awful. I don’t know what got into Sis Friday night, but after being so very good all week, staying in our bedroom instead of the crate while the people worked, Sissy ruined everything.
There are no photos, because Dadaw was very upset and Mama was busy cleaning up the mess, but Friday night, Sis ATE the remote to our fabulous bed (from Mom – a Sleep Number), and then took out her frustrations on a pretty silk shoe on the blanket basket by Mama’s side of the bed.
As if that wasn’t enough, Sis has been eating most of my kibble lately. I always share with her, because I’m a little girl and I don’t need much, but honestly! I do need to eat SOMETHING. Mama told me I was a good girl and came in to back me up when I had to growl at Sis for the first time in my life. Mama says it’s the drugs, so I sure hope that the last dose – last night – gets out of Sissy’s system soon!
Mama also says that if Sis isn’t more herself in a few days, she’s calling the vet. In the meantime, I’m wondering how long we have to suffer in the crate. Mama told me I didn’t have to get in, but Sissy is my sister, and that just wouldn’t be right…