Princess Treatment

 Momma thought it a good idea to move my crate down on the ground so I didn't have to have the ottoman or bed to jump up on the table to access my crate.  She didnt want me doing parkour.  I don't know why I am furry agile.  

I didn't approve this move so this happened.  I just sat next to the crate that is not mine where mine used to sit.

Then sissy had the nerve to take up residence in my crate just cause it had an extra sheet in it.  Now it has sissy cooties on it.

Momma gave into the queen first and put a full size sheet in her crate so she would retreat back there and I could have a chance to use my crate.

Finally she got the message and took her cooties back to her own kennel.

Momma caught this on the spy cam.  SO MUCH BLANKIES!

I tried many places to nap....but even this  large warm fuzzy quilt on a twin bed simply will not do!

After I protested...and flat out refused to even set one paw in my crate even when forced....momma broke down and put my kennel back where it belongs.  She posted on fb I won!  

First nap back on the table crate.

I woke up with a furry new hairdo after that nap.  It was the bestest evers!

I took my Princess Treatment so far the next work day I refused to eat my brekkie unless it was atop my table.  Peep sissy in her crate with jelly eyes.  

Unhand me momma!  I don't care if my pants is falling off.  I like em like that.

And now that everything is back the way it should be I can relax in mommas chair

and hung up my collar on the mini fridge.

Princess Poppy