He must have read the blog and decided that if anyone was going to actually pee on my porch it had better be him and not Sparky. Good boy Parker.

The new boy and Truck are still a little weary of each other. Truck can be a wee bit possessive and the new boy has had some issues with dogs. So while the new boy and I generally spend time together upstairs, Truck is locked down stairs which does not make Truck a happy dog. Last night after new boy went home, Truck and I curled up into bed together. Truck spent a long time sniffing around the bed and then proceeded to rub himself all the over sheets. I can only assume to replace the new boy smells with his own. When he finished with that he rubbed himself all over me. He used to do this when I came home from the poltroons.

After about an hour, he was apparently not satisfied. At which point, he stood up and peed all over me. I started screaming and rushing to pull the bedding off as I have featherbed and you can’t get pee out of a featherbed. The whole time I am screaming and carrying on, Truck stood next to the bed with most satisfied smug look I have ever seen on any male’s face.

Meet Truck. (His eyes are not all crazy like that, I ‘m just not good with a camera)

Meet Pasha Bey