Day Three of being left in Dad’s care….woe is me!
Dad walks into the kitchen Saturday night and look what he finds….
Me perched on the kitchen table! BOL!!
Dad hates it when I get on the table and he told me to get down…..
Awww Dad, looks….adopted son is eating supper and he wont share! With mom being out of town, I have no choice but to sit here on the table and give him the mantastic stink eye until he gives me a bite…you know I am starving!!
See, look how he taunts me!!
Really?? You just snapped your finger at me to get down? Mom would never do that!!
The NERVE!! I am not moving!
Hey, get your hands off me….
I am mad now! I am going to tell mom…If she ever gets home!!
This is abuse!