Well, I let Skip have the run of the house yesterday. He ended up peeing on my rug upstairs. Today I have him crated up. He was not happy about it. Hopefully he'll be able to adjust somewhat to my schedule. It's a bit more regular than "Mike"'s I would guess.
I think I might have to figure out a hiding spot for my extra key in case anybody wants to stop by during the day and say hi to Skip. Hmm.
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The force is strong with this one.
Yes Skippy is a hard case. Much like Paul Newman in Cool Hand Luke.
I've often found myself saying to him and his brother, "What we've got here is a failure to communicate. Some men you just can't reach - which is the way he wants it. Well, he gets it. I don't like it anymore than you may."
Then Skippy retorts by telling me he can eat 50 eggs, and I give in and feed them to him.
Oh, when you clean up his pee, you may want to consider using some sort of smell-masking agent such as baking soda or Drakkar Noir. It's an older fragrance and probably on sale somewhere. I have some I can send over...
Stay strong, young Jedi...
why don't you hide a key in your colon. all the good magicians do it.
eswpso - my guess is it's espresso with pepsi in it.
I want to say hi to Skip. Pick me, pick me.
Beckie
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