Busted Again

I gotta learn to put the pillows back when I jump on the furniture. Lady always figures it out. Especially when I cry after she picks me up or puts me down...and when I first wake up. I am paying for my disobedience, I ache. It's been a bit chilly and damp so Lady thinks my arthritis may be hurting me, or I hurt myself jumping on the chair. She's letting me have the heater at night again, even though the electric bill that came today is high. Lady thought she could keep me off the sofas and chairs by putting all kinds of stuff on them when she left. Ha! I managed to get on the chair anyway! Ouch.
The neighborhood ladies came today. They were better behaved today than last week, praise the Lord, butt they made granola bars and took all of them! Nobody asked Lady or me if we wanted one -they just ate them (two pans full) and stuffed them in napkins, then went out the door. Lady got crumbs and dirty dishes. I didn't even get crumbs. Humans can be so thoughtless.