After pestering my dad throughout the day to get her cat down from the tree, he told my mom that he'd never seen a cat skeleton in a tree--meaning, of course, the cat will do what it must and eventually figures out how to get down. Having made his point, my dad went out late that night in the pouring rain and retrieved my mom's feline from the tree. When Max gets thirsty enough, he'll drink....however, I'll always climb the dang tree in the pouring rain for my Piper-girl, y'know?! Pragmatism and logic be damned, cuz let's face it, when it comes to our little ones none of us is much good with that eventually they'll figure it out thaang!!!!
Our pups pack a whollop with the looks they give...yes?!
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