bleeblee
everytime when I get home Ricardo is like “ah now you come home and I steel need to do thaa deeshes and peeck up all da tings in da house”.
and I am like,”no, Rick it’s totally cool”
and he is like “no, i shood i shood”
and so then this is where the weird part begins. He first jumps on the stove and pushes the pans that are sitting there off of the burners. When he completes that, he heads to the table where is sits back on his hind legs and scratches as fast as he can with his front paws. He does this in a sweeping motion, until he has pushed the mail, the coffee table book and the marbles all the way off the table and into the floor.
So then I say ” thanks rick, you really didn’t have to…”
and he just turns around, looks at me, and walks off.
I swear. he thinks he is Cinderella or something.
and and PS. Ill take this.
http://craftastrophe.net/2009/01/sock-monkey-butt-slapping-madness/
