7. Confessions

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    Today I woke up in a good mood. I had a plan. I had help with my plan. And I knew it would work. I could make my daddy feel better again. I was actually really happy today. I didn't even that I was still in trouble. I knew after last night this would work. And now, all I needed to do was wait a little so that Husky could talk to the others.

    My door opened and my daddy walked in. He saw that I was awake and walked to me with a smile plastered on his face. The first thing I thought was that he knew about my plan. He always new. But how? This should be the first time for this, right? "Well good morning my baby boy. And how are you feeling today?" I put up my arms as he dropped the side of my crib. I knew the routine in the mornings by now. And the first thing is a change then get dressed.

    "I feel good daddy. How you feeling?" I kept a close eye on him. And I could see the difference in him, he did look better. Then he asked me a question that I wasn't expecting. He asked how old I felt today. You see, normaly he could just tell, most likely by how I acted. But today he asked. He put me on my changing table and started the proses of making me cold. I didn't really know what to sa except for the truth. "Um...some were between 15 an 30." Of corse I did still have my pacifier in my mouth, so I didn't really sound that old. But he could understand me.

    He continued doing what he was doing and all I could do was lay there. Then he said "Good. If that changes today, pease let me know. We need to have a talk and I would like to talk to my big boy. But I think that conversation will have to wait until after breakfast. Don't worry, you're not in trouble. At least not anymore then you were yesterday. I just had an idea and I wanted to know your opinion before I went any further with it. I know how smart you are. And I know you will tell me the truth. But for now, lets get you dressed for the day. I have seen you look like a puppy and a kitty. I have even seen you looking like a little bear cub. But there is this outfit in here that you haven't used yet. And I was wondering if you would like to wear it today. It would mean that you can't do any work today even tho you are feeling older." He had walked over to the closet and poled something out of the back. He held it up so that I could see it. I knew why I wouldn't be able to get any work done if I were to wear that today.

    It took a little longer to get dressed today. I was wearing a belt around my waist that went over my diaper. That helped hold up my tail and made it wage if I wanted it to. Once again I had paws instead of feet and hands. This costume had a hood with long gray ears. But it also came with a mask that could be taken off. That mask had a snout that was a couple of inches long. This would be the best baby or toddler costume for Halloween. I looked exactly like a baby wolf. The tail was so big and fluffy I could use it to cuddle up with, and as a pillow at the same time. The only real downside, I couldn't sit on my butt in a chair like my car seat. My hi-chair had a gap for the tail. A couch should be ok if I didn't scoot all the way back. And I found out pretty quick that my balance was way off in this thing. I kept falling backwards. The last pice to this thing was a very louse fitting collar with a dog tag that had my name, address, and phone number on it. Just incase I got lost in the house. Or ran away from these weird people that liked to dress me up in these crazy costumes every day. Why parents do this to there kids I will probably never know.

    By the time my daddy, carried me to the kitchen door and put me just out of sight, everyone was already seated at the table. He walked to the other side of the table and sat down. I heard the guys asking where I was. I was on all fours just outside. I couldn't walk in this thing, so I crawled really quick and went under the table. I even managed to scare someone that I brushed up agents when I got under there. I think my dad was having too much fun with this. I also think that this was part of my punishment for the bubbles. It reminded me of an old saying. "If you can't do the time. Don't do the crime."

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