Last night my dad went out with some guy friends he used to work with. Mom got a little anxious when he was gone longer than she was expecting.
I did my best to distract her by nipping at her toes and pooping on the carpet, but it was all to no avail.
When my dad finally got home 4 hours later, he said he had been out doing some "cathartic drinking."
The only thing I heard in our house this morning was mom saying "I'm off to do some cathartic shopping."
Sign me,
Little D in the doghouse with Dad
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