Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Lickey Lou Got A Hold of Me
I am a confessed and confused LICKER. I lick everything - clean bowls, carpets, tile, and sometimes I simply lick the AIR. My favorite thing to lick, though is a blanket. Not just any blanket - HAS to be a fleece blanket.
I lick and lick until my Mommys yell at me and try and calm me down. I lick and lick until my chin is covered in SPIT. I cannot help it - I just gotta lick.
Well last night was THE WORST! I could not stop licking no matter how many times Mommy would snuggle me and talk soothingly to me. I licked and licked like there was no tomorrow. I licked with a crazed look in my eyes and a frenzy in my step!
I licked until I got BANNED from the bedroom and had to spend the night in my crate.
Funny thing is - I stopped licking then.
I have a gnawing feeling . . . and I am sure it is just HUNGER . . . but it gets me to thinking that perhaps . . . yes, I am almost sure I am HUNGRY . . .I, uh, lost my train of thought . . . I guess I am simply hungry.
Mommy, do we have any bones in the house?
I am SURE that would cure my Lickey Lou BLUES.