Yesterday Was a huge Father’s Day celebration for Dad. Everyone came over so it was like the old days with Oldest Son, Middle Son and Youngest Son all accounted for!
At first I was so happy, because I was given freedom from crate rest for the festive occasion! The cherry on top was when the steak was served and I got a couple of nibbles!! It was turning out to be a great day….UNTIL….Middle Son had an announcement to make….
He said he was taking Bandit home to live with him…TODAY.
OMD, with me being on extreme crate rest for the past 87 years, me and Bandit have not got to play at all. Now Middle Son is yanking him away from me without a proper eviction notice???
Dad said I was being overly dramatic that I have only been on crate rest for 4 days…and Bandit was only moving a short distance away…whatever Dad…what do you know…grrr!
Clearly I am depressed, for obvious reasons, and now mischief is happening all around me and I am not the one causing it… :(
Bad Middle Son, Bad!