I think Derek learned the valuable lesson he remembered from somewhere on the ….chew string…Internet someone saying don’t give trust too fast because just when he thought I’d handled peeing on the potty mat I got to go into the hall and I had to let one go due to the excitement, a pee not a poo just in case you’re wondering. To be fair he let me off with that so I thought I would chance my luck and let another one flow and well you can guess the rest. He stopped leaving the door into the hall open and it seems I’m stuck in this kitchen which hasn’t had such a clean floor till I arrived so I must be doing him so good.
But he did me proud today by taking me on a tour around all the rooms (in his arms) giving me a chance to sniff by taking his time. He’s got great views from the window cos I saw them and smelled outside and if that wasn’t enough we went out and sat on his balcony, on his knee, in the glorious sunshine sniffing the outdoors, I think it’s in my DNA.
So thank chicken daily there is more to life than this kitchen, which he keeps cleaning away my pee’s and poo’s from the floor. In fact he owns them, takes them right off me and it’s my poo and pee! Well as pack leader he’s welcome to them grrrr where’s my rope?