Mymom learns a lesson

Mymom learned a lesson at our last agility fun weekend. It has to do with CLOTHES.

I don't want to wear CLOTHES. Not even though it was VERY COLD to start the day. Dark, too. Mymom didn't seem to care about that but she cared about the COLD.

Belle has to wear them because her back has to stay warm. But she doesn't care. And even if she did she wouldn't tell mymom.

But SO WHAT if I was curled up in a tiny Beagle Ball in the back of my crate shivering? WHO CARES. It doesn't mean I should have to wear one of Belle's coats, not even if it fits me better than it fits her. But mymom said I was going to run and she didn't want me to be cold. I tried to tell her NO and I tried to LEAVE but she put the coat on anyway.

grrrrr.

But I told her. She went to kiss my head and I didn't kiss her back. She went to pet me and I made myself all stone-like, so her hand BOUNCED OFF.

Maybe not really. But it was close.

Then mymom said "You win!" and took the coat off and put me in my crate with a blanket. That was okay. I still SHIVERED but I WON.

Except I think I heard her say something about getting a different coat that I might like better.

I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T I WON'T

She'll see.