23 December 2008

Bad Boy

In the winter, there is nothing Vito enjoys more than cooling his junk on a fresh blanket of snow. However, like most of us, he is not a fan of being outside amid stormy conditions, so we had to force him outside to get down to business during last weekend's snowstorm. While we were all hunkered down, I heard Vito in the dining room, sniffing around the Christmas tree as he often does, taking in the evergreen scent and licking a few low-hanging ornaments. Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw him wind up, lift his chubby leg and begin to urinate -- on the tree, on the freshly wrapped gifts beneath it. James and I saw it at the same time and were flabbergasted. We couldn't speak, we just looked at each other and gasped. In one swift movement, James heave-ho-ed Vito out the front door, sprinkling all the way. "Bad boy, Vito!" Needless to say, I had to rewrap all the Christmas presents. It could happen again as I've had to keep him inside most of the morning. Deadly icicles are falling like daggers as well as mini avalanches of snow from the roof and trees. So, to quote the foreboding woman from the neighboring active adult community,"Take heed."

4 comments:

bg said...

That was funny. I can see Vito lifting that peg-leg now. How does he do that by the way? And Jamie heaving him out the front while the pee is still flowing.... excellent.

Roving Lemon said...

Oh Vito, you provide so much entertainment for us.
Especially when your owners are thinking of putting you on eBay.

jaly2k said...

That must've been quite a workout for Jamie. Kinda like the new craze with kettle bells?

lpd said...

It's ok, Vito. Young Jamesie peed on the bathroom floor on my birthday, and I didn't even know it. His Nana found it later that day. A Good Housekeeping "Don't" for sure.