This morning was a little different. The sitter did not run away like she usually does. She woke me up, I did my business outside and then she brought me into her dark bedroom. She crawled under the covers of her bed while I played with my best bud caterpillar.
Now if you can believe it, the sitter tried to ignore me! Me! Moi! (Yes, that is French. I am a poodle.) So I taught her a lesson. First I jumped on her head and barked in her ear. I do not think she liked that very much because she yelled at me and pulled the covers up right over her head (as if that would stop me! -- clearly a novice.)
So I got her back really, really good. I hopped down on the floor and played just for a few minutes. I believe the expression is "lull into a false sense of security." Then I got really quiet and slithered into the small space under her bed. Thank goodness puppies do not giggle or she would have found me very quickly.
What I hear above me: "gracie... Gracie... GRACIE!!" Then she turns on the light and gets down on her knees and looks under the bed.
I won!
Wish me luck, world! Only 54 days to go.
Love, Gracie
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