Wednesday, September 03, 2014

The Crate

You all know I have an appointment with the v-e-t, and that Mom thinks I am going to get into the crate by myself.  Mom can be very tricksy when she wants to be.

Mom tried tossing treats into the crate, and then getting out of the way.

After the teeny tiny meals I've been getting for the last few days (thank you very LITTLE Poppy Q) they were certainly very tempting.

This is the ONLY time you will EVER see me get into this crate WILLINGLY.

Once I got a treat, I jumped OUT of the crate right away. There's NO WAY Mom is going to get me into that thing.

Unh uh.  Nope. Not gonna happen.

I can see it now:

Millie: 1
Mom: 0


Heh.

4 comments:

RedSetter said...

Never trust a smiling human, they are just too damn sneaky....and they are faster than they look sometimes....!

Megan said...

Millie - as you may recall, in previous years I been on your support team in your battle with your mom about going to the vet. However, I realise now that it's very important for you to have an annual health check and while playing games with your mom - and winning most of them - is great sport, this vet thing is one situation where I believe it's appropriate for you to 'give in' gracefully and just get it over and done with.

Megan
Sydney, Australia

Eileen said...

Wow it's been furry busy at your house Millie!

We hope you and mom come to an agreement on the v e t soon. We suspect it isn't going to be a happy time for either of you.

We bets if you go nicely your meals will get bigger again!

Sasha, Sami, & Saku

Angel and Kirby said...

Sweetie, we enjoy the game, too, but with the M=word coming, you are going to have to let Mom win!