My bewwy huwts!

Today's post will not be showing any pictures. I don't think Mom would appreciate me showing my bedroom like it was when she opened the door this morning. Ya see, I had "issues" last night and without getting too explicit, let's just say I had both ends workin' last night. When Mom opened the door the look on her face was kinda hard to describe. I tried to get outside, I really did. I thought maybe if I pulled on the rug hard enough it would open the door but it didn't. And she had a hard time finding where to step. She told me to stay and then once she maneuvered past my "deposits" she opened the door so I could go outside. While I went out to do my usual business, she rolled up the rug and cleaned up with some smelly cleaning spray. I think it may have been something I ate last night when Dad had me out in the fields for a walk. At least I think so, unless I caught the flu bug that Dad had on Monday. Mom sure has had alot of cleaning to do this week. First Dad, now me. I really, really hope she don't get it 'cause neither Dad or me can handle cleaning that stuff. I think Moms come equipped with something special that allows them to take care of stuff like that. She wasn't mad at me or nothing. Well, I think you get the picture and hopefully I haven't ruined your breakfast. I'm gonna go take a nap. Take care and I'll be lettin' ya know how I feel later. Chester