The Life of a Pap Named Buddy

Yesterday, Dad and my younger mom/sister were at a camp. Mom says they were in Miss-i-sip-i. Well, for some time while they were gone, Mom left me in my crate. That made me angry. Instead of barking to get let out, I tried to chew my way out... I didn't exactly get "out" but I chewed my bed to peices... Mom was VERY upset. Instead of putting my big pillow in my crate, she put a towel. A TOWEL! An expected me to sleep on it. Instead, i put my tail in between my legs, put on my cutest puppy face, and stood there. Eventully Mom gave in and put my HUGE pillow in there. My master plan worked after all!