Funny thing happened this morning. I was in the shower, and Riley let
out a strange bark. It wasn't a hurt bark, or I would of torn the
shower curtain down trying to get to him ( wouldn't of been a pretty
sight ). When I was toweled off, went looking for him. Found him in
the back corner of his night crate, and wouldn't come out. I have no
idea what scared him, like I have always said his middle name should be
chicken little.
Just got back from the convenience store. Riley wanted to go for the
ride. Had a bag of empty cans and Riley under the same arm trying to
lock my back door with the other hand. Well, Riley decided to change
his position, and in doing so kicked the empty can bag. That made a
loud noise, Riley went ballistic. The more I attempted to grab him
before he could break free of my hold, the more the bag of cans were
banging against him making him freak more. I swear it was like trying
to hang on to a cat who wanted no part of being held.
All that happened this morning, and it isn't even noon yet.
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