I’ve been crying up a storm lately – and fur good reason!
Mom’s been stocking up on groceries again just in case fur hits the fan, which means a stock pile of treats fur yours truly. Lucky fur me, Mom just opened a new bag of pawty-mix and I can’t get enough of them!
This got me thinking of an old phrase you humans use– work smarter, not harder!
Ya see, with Halloween coming this Sunday, I nevfurr got my act together in time to get a costume. Since I’m more of a homebody to begin with, I ask myself, why leave the comfort of my home to get treats, when I have so many right here?
That is what I call working smart!
Mom started catching onto my tactics and decided to play a little trick on me. She bought this ball that I am required to bat around my pitty-paws, this contraption contains the tiniest little hole in it where the treat hides out. This is what I call working harder.
I guess that plan back fired on me purretty quickly. Does anyone else’s Mom play tricks on them?
Happy Halloween dear readers, ’tis the season for scaredy cats!