Last night Mommy finally got around to that laundry she had been meaning to do. It is in the dark scary dungeon place under our house. Whenever she goes down there, we sit and watch and make sure she is ok- but we never go down there. This time, though, things went horribly wrong. Well, before they went wrong, we sat there like usual.
Mommy said, "come on down!" And we said no, of course. She said "it's not too far to walk!" and we looked down, then politely agreed to disagree.
Dixie, being the stupid ALIEN that she is, changed her mind and started to venture down the stairs!!! I was like, "are you DUMB!?!?!"
Mommy kept having to beg her to walk further, and she would walk her front feet but not her back ones. I thought about tripping her but I was too scared the deep pit under the house would get me.
Then, she made it! She got all the way down there and helped Mommy with laundry. I was ALL ALONE at the top of the steps! It's not my fault I don't like stairs... I have bad knees.
Oh and all you worry-worts, just so you know, Dixie and Mommy both made it back up safely. Who knows what stunt that stupid punk will pull next time.