cold shoulder

I stared off longingly towards the front gate in hopes of mommie and daddie returning from their vacation in Paris. Here I am looking so chic and androgynous in my leopard foulard.

They left me behind as always and i am miffed. Being at Camp David with uncle david and aunt jen is a real treat though. They pamper me to the bitter end. In this case, the bitter end is when mommie and daddie come to end my days in paradise.

i have to remember to give mommie and daddie the cold shoulder when they come to get me. Turning my head away from them and not making eye contact is one tactic of mine. The other is to just completely look away from them every time they call for me and act as if no one has said my name. They need to know who is boss.