this morning

i couldn't get watson out from under my bed. when he knows i'm leaving, he'll run under there and hide in an attempt to avoid his crate, which is heart breaking enough but he's really perfected his hiding method.

he knows i can't reach him from one side if he scoots to the other, by the time i get around to the other side of the bed, he's scooted back to the other side.

i finally had to pull out the "go to grandma's" card, which is cruel and unusual bc he gets so excited he can't stand it. but desperate times call for desperate measures.