I Feel Like Such A Bad Doggie by Abby

I went to the spa again on Tuesday but when they went to brush my teeth, NO WAY!  They only got a little bit on some of my front teeth, but I did not like it.  I'm not too crazy about those blow dryers either, but I did look very pretty when I was done and got a holiday picture to surprise Gerard!  (Unless he reads this before, oops!)

Anyhow, that is not why I feel bad.  I feel bad because I have the runs.  When Karen got home from work yesterday, I tried telling her I had to go out but she ignored me and went shopping instead.  By the time she got back, I had made a huge mess in her den.  (I'm not even supposed to be up there.)  She could smell it as soon as she came in the house.  She did not yell at me though but took the blame for not listening to me earlier. 

I thought I was done with that but it happened again early this morning, only this time I did it near the front door.  Only a small spot got on the carpet but a big mess on the tile in the dining room.  I barked to let my owners know and Gerard got up then at 4:20 a.m. to take me for a walk--a little late.  Karen had it all cleaned up by the time we got back.  I feel very bad about this but really can't help it. 

I felt a little better though when Karen assured me she'd keep me no matter what and told me not to worry about it, but I heard her say I may have to stay in the basement when they go to the zoo and out to eat today. 

Can anyone help me?  PLEASE?  Woof!  Woof!