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Queen Natasha the Evil is adamant that she runs a very tight Herd with every member obeying, though she often tells the Hu-Dad, “You’re doing it wrong.”
Headed to the yard to straighten the Herd out.
As long-time readers know, Queen Natasha is a cancer survivor, an arthritis patient, and a TPLO recipient. With her 13th birthday approaching in a month, she has a medication routine that must be given with breakfast, dinner, and at high noon..
Yesterday, Hu-Dad had to leave the house at 12:30, so he decided to just wait until 12:30 for the Queen’s mid-day medication. Great plan, except he forgot to receive approval from the Queen in advance. Promptly at noon, she began pestering him for her “treats.” Hey, they come wrapped in peanut butter, so they are treats!
Hu-Dad compounded his error by getting everyone to settle into their crates before Natasha received her meds. Except, Natasha always gets her meds in the kitchen. ALWAYS. Guess who won that battle?
Going to create order where there is chaos. Or vice versa.
With the mid-day meds finally given, Hu-Dad took off on his errands. And he was gone a long time. Too long. Which made dinner late. During the entire dinner preparation, he heard Queen Natasha muttering over and over, “You’re doing it wrong.”
Am I going to have to yell at you again, Hu-Dad?
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Ya just can’t get good help these days can you Queen!!!!
Really hu-dad you have to be told again you are lucky she was in a giving mood and did not make your punishment worse…. Clearly she needs to do more hu-dad training
*sheesh* You would think after all these years the Hu-Dad would be trained by now… Apparently he’s the human equivalent of a Husky when it comes to being trained, huh? 😉
Mom sez: We have the same routine here every morning. Ice (14 next month) gets his arthritis medication buried in about half a teaspoon of Cheez Whiz. And if it’s later than 10:00 a.m., he wanders from the patio door onto the deck to my “office”, muttering dire threats under his breath.