I have a very serious problem. I am having trouble with my ears again. They get yucky and I itch them and apparently 'make them a bloody mess' which is not a good thing.
The first terrible thing that happened was the Man has to clean them. I have a love hate thing with this. I hate it but it kind of feels good. I am a very good boy while the Man does it, although I make sure to use a lot of sad eyes.
In spite of this, they were very itchy on Thursday, so the Lady did the most terrible thing, she left me at home in the cone. (Editor's note: It is kind of smushed because of how it was stored in the closet). I was a very good boy and let Lady put it on, but then I started bunter her to get it off. She didn't take it off, she just picked up her bags and left.
I had to wait 87 million years before the Man got home. I bunted him right away and he took it off. I told him how mean the Lady was. I was miserable. It was a terrible day. I wouldn't talk to the Lady Thursday night. I was very mad.
I got lucky on Friday as the Man was home sick so he could just monitor me.
I hate to admit it, but the Lady may have been right to do this because they have been less itchy.
Anyway, that was the terrible mischief that happened in our house last week.
I hope the cone stays in the closet this week.
Your Phoddy boy