Posers

so... long day, short night. But I do wanted to talk about how these little stinkers get away with stuff.  You know what I mean.  Eating the pillow or de-stuffing a toy or barking and running like a banshee all over the house at 10pm when you're trying to get meds down their throat.  Then just when you're about to become your Mother and scream GIT TO BED OR ELSE!  they roll over, throw their paws behind their heads, look at you through the corner of their eyes and smile.  Butter would not melt on a Scorching Summer day faster than  you do at that sight.  Come on... you know I'm talking the truth here.
You give in, get up to go over and rub their belly when just as you bend over, they jump and run and bark bark bark... OH GREAT! now you got them thinking it's CHASE the DOG game and don't think you can walk away without bark bark bark to remind you that you initiated this game.
oh, she just rolled over and threw me the look... awlllll