'Stick' Puppy

On my morning puppy walks I love to find a stick, but maybe this place is going a bit too far. I didn't know which one to pick up!

Unfortunately after my lovely walk, things took a turn for the worse.

We went home and despite thinking that my family loves me, they left me alone (well I say alone, the big black dog was here, but she's not up to much, just sits there, like an old lady!). Yes fancy leaving a puppy. Of course I got bored, couldn't even get outside.

You know me, could I just lay down and take a puppy nap, no way. I was too cross at being left, I've haven't been left many times, I'm only a baby. So I wandered around the kitchen, no food around, thanks and I was hungry. I know where they keep things like biscuits and guess where they are. Right up high in the cupboards, not even my brilliant brain can work out how to get up there!

I used my puppy paws to try and prise some of the cupboard doors and yes 2 of them opened, hurrah I thought. But the first one had saucepans and boring things, I pulled them out to the floor but the noise was too noisy even for me.

But the door under the sink, although no food, offered me a few playthings, some rags I could chew, a funny paper roll like the loo roll only much bigger, that rolled everywhere.

In general play I like to chew on a cardboard box so when I saw this large one I thought that will give me something to do for a minute. I managed to knock it off the shelf and with my sharp teeth had a good old time on the corners, then the inside's started to appear on the floor, all white like sugar but it didn't taste very sweet and my tongue felt soapy, then my tummy began to feel funny.

Before I knew it the contents were back on the floor again. I took a drink of water and tasted bubbles!

Like all normal puppies that didn't keep me down for long and went back to the cupboard, I cleared out what I could find but nothing else exciting to play with, so had a nice chew on the cupboard door. That did actually taste quite good. I even had a little puppy nap.

I woke up to the sound of a car, they're back I barked and stood at the kitchen door, but no they didn't come in. The house sounded quiet, I was just hoping it wasn't burglars, I'm not big enough yet to fight off criminals.I've heard about cat burglars, if it was one of them they had better go next door, do me a favor take that cat away! Do they have puppy burglars?

Now I'm awake, where are they? I go under the kitchen table realising there no-one around to stop me chewing the pine legs, wow, felt kind of comforting chewing those, I've tried all my life to have a go at these, quite nice and soft really.

Another car, the big black dog finally wakes up she seems to know it's them. My little puppy tail is wagging at 90 miles an hour, I've missed you I bark and jump all over them. At first they seemed really pleased to see me but then they put their heads around the door. Oops I looked back as well, my my it did look like a fight had gone on.

I rush to the back door, I desperately need to puddle, they think I'm running away. No please don't take me back to the mess, yes I know it's a mess, yes I'm sorry, No I won't do it again, please let me go outside... help....too late.. I puddled on the kitchen floor. Now I'm in double/triple/quad whatever next, trouble. At least they let me outside, I think I just might stay here for a little bit until things are cleared up and they want to see their dear little puppy again.......... Oh dear.............