I decided to get up on the pot shelf in the kitchen, the one place in the house where we are Not Allowed.
Mommy saw me do it, and instead of reasonably asking me to reconsider my decision to ascend (and prevent me from Getting Into Trouble) she ran for the camera and screeched for Daddy...
...who flung the Washrag of Discipline at me.
I was not impressed, and moved to a new spot...
...where I was once again accosted by Daddy and his filthy fabric flagellator!
Enough of this nonsense.
I'll get back up here when they're not looking.
I shot Daddy a Dirty Look, so he knew I was only getting down because I wanted to.
Meanwhile, Mommy continued to document the entire sordid affair.
Somebody's gonna get a surprise in their shoe!
Maybe two somebodies.
XX Maui XX