That’s it. I’ve had it. I’ve done everything I can to make him hate me. I lick his nose all the time. I bark at him when he gets off the couch, when he comes in from a walk, when he’s getting ready for a walk. I just don’t get it. Why does he love me SO MUCH? Last night, he really crossed the line.
I mean WTH? Do I want to cuddle? NO, I do not want to cuddle. YES, there is plenty of room for both of us on this bed. But does that mean we both need to lay here together? NO.
As you can see, I had no choice but to go to my man cave. At least he can’t fit in there. This morning, I packed up and asked mom to take me to Grandma’s for a few days for some peace and quiet. At least I know that Allie isn’t going to try to cuddle with me. Mom begged me to change my mind, but let’s be honest – with mom and dad going to Minnesota and Moby’s buddy Michael coming to stay at the house, Moby is just going to be all the more cuddly. Don’t worry though, I told mom that she could pick me up when they got back to town. (Sorry, Michael for making you take over the cuddling duty – I just couldn’t take it anymore!).