Sunday, July 3, 2011

Big Trouble

I ate something like over a dozen cookies and twenty hamburger buns while the family was gone.
OOooooopppppppsssssss!
When Gerrit got home he was not a happy camper. He tied me to a rope in the backyard. I howled and cried. Gerrit just wanted to teach me a lesson that I wouldn't forget.

When Ginny got home she insisted that my time out was over. Gerrit said it wasn't. Ginny sat with me so that I wouldn't be sad.
Next time, just put us in the chicken coop.

1 comment:

Leisa said...

Poor Ringo. It's a good thing Ginny could empathize with his time out woes.