The beatings continue!

Midway though the beating, I managed to pull myself up and tried to climb over the back of the couch to get away from the tail-pummeling and find a place to die in peace....needless to say it was no use!

After dad grabbed me, he pulled me back down into his lap and asked if I'd had enough. I screamed, "DEATH BEFORE DISHONOR!!!" And the beating continued.

This time, with all his might, he picked me way up into the air, and with more force than Zeus...

he flung my poor little helpless body down to the hard cushions of the couch....

Finally, being able to take no more....I lay on my back and wiggled my paws in the air. I've been watching the dogs, and this is what they do when they are surrendering...it also often leads to a belly rub...of which I'm a fan. Long story short....the beating finally ended and we headed down for dinner....I know if I keep eating, I'll grow....I also know that dad has peaked and is on the way down....our paths will cross again old man...just you wait!