I spent a short time sulking after they left and then decided I must do something. I must teach them a lesson. This great injustice cannot go unpunished. It is simply unacceptable for them to go pretty much anywhere without bringing me along.
So I found mom's makeup bag. Yes, her favorite one. Somehow she had forgotten to put it in her purse when she left. I very carefully nudged through the contents to find at least one treasured item - in this case a green eye pencil - and chewed it into oblivion. Then as I realized that it really didn't taste that great (who says that revenge always tastes sweet? Sometimes it tastes kind of.... woody) I chewed the packet of Listerine breath strips. Mmm, nice and citrus-y. Then one more lipstick just to really drive the point home.
When they came in of course mom saw it immediately. At times it's difficult for me to understand her - especially when she's excited about something - so all I hear is "blah blah blah" and I just continue smiling and nodding my head until it's over. She started picking up the pieces while dad brought out the doggie bag. Yes folks I knew that they wouldn't risk complete destruction of the apartment and at least show up with the doggie bag.
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