I have a love-hate relationship with Ben-Gay. My Mom puts it on my Dad's back. It makes me squint my eyes and it tastes awful, but I just have to taste it. Mom and Dad think it's very funny and I don't think they should laugh at me!

I agree that "Cats Rule and Dogs Drool". Wishbone can be very dumb. He crawled under the deck a couple nights ago. He just barely fits and was probably chasing a toad or piece of grass. He got LOST under the deck and started to cry because he couldn't get out. Mom heard him crying and yelled for Dad. Dad stayed very calm but Mom wanted to tear the boards off the deck. I stayed inside and watched from the door in their bedroom so I wouldn't get stepped on.

Finally, Dad was able to lead the dumb dog out from under the deck with the flashlight and Mom calling him. She said she was afraid he was hung on a nail. Dad wonders why she worries so much.

The thing that is the craziest of all is that Wishbone wanted to go back outside as soon as he got in. Mom opened the door to let Poppy in and Wishbone dashed around her legs and escaped. He was headed for under the deck again!

Well Mom got really mad, she caught him and carried his naughty self into the house. She was running in the backyard in her nightie. Good thing there are trees all around!

I have NO problem getting out from under the deck and certainly don't get lost. Yup, "Cats Rule and Dogs Drool"!