Well...
We sat Penny down and had "the talk" with her. Apparently, before we could pre-empt things with a speedy spay surgical intervention, she has begun her "monthlies." This basically means one of two things:
a) We buy her Puppy maxi pads at Petsmart, and remove them constantly so she can go to the bathroom
b) We cover all furniture with towels and hope for the best
We have opted for choice b. However, Penny's heat pheremones have caused our helplessly neutered Ollie to go into a tizzy of fruitless bed-humping. He grabs the bed (which is bigger than him), brings it to a wall or a corner, holds it in his teeth, and goes to town quite vigorously. It's like a regular Magic Kingdom episode in here. I can't deal.
Chris's response when he found out what was happening was, "Does this mean I have to run out and buy her chocolate and McDonald's now?"
Tsk, tsk.
No comments:
Post a Comment