I found the exceptional way to hurry Prada in her morning routine outside. Take her into neighbor's yard (which is completely allowed), have garbage truck pull up, and wahl-lah...fur stands up and urine comes out.
For the rest of the morning Prada went from hiding underneath the Garbage Disposal's Papa John chair and hiding behind the back of the futon. Whenever she would hear the noise of the truck outside again she would immediately be by my side. Woss.
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