After my moms surgery, the dogter gave her lots of things she could not do.
One of the biggest was not to lift anything over 5 lbs for 87 weeks…..fur real!
As y’all know, I have big mantastic muscles and they alone weight 87 pounds….
At furst, it was not a big deal. Dad was always around helping mom out and would simply put me in the bed with mom….
We spent most days watching TV and snoozing (which is my favorite thing to do)!!!!
Then the no lifting 87 pounds quickly turned into a BIG problem! If dad was not around, I would have to wait fur someone to pick me up….I don’t like waiting. I would whine at mom and she kept telling me that there was nothing she could do!
Well, I showed her!! I quickly took matters into my own paws!
One morning while she was having her morning coffee, I decided to hop on the table….There was nothing she could do about it! When she got on to me, I looked away!! BOL!!!
Then that evening, I did it again! BOL!!!!
I was quite proud of myself…until dad got home….Let’s just say, I was done jumping on the table! Dad’s are mean, just sayin’.