Dog Steps To Nowhere

My mom threatened and threatened and finally did it.

She bought those "as seen on TV" dog steps, complete with carpet cover.

She put them in her bedroom, next to her bed. She tried to entice me up them with treats. I don't think so. I'll do a lot of things for treats, but I won't do that.

I can jump up onto the bed by myself, thank you very much. I do not need to walk up some rickety plastic steps that say they hold 70 dog pounds, but I highly doubt it. You would doubt it too if you saw the way they sway if they aren't pushed up against the bed.

Now, Lightfoot Badger, aka Olive, flies up and down those steps like they are a natural extension of the bed. She doesn't have to be cajoled to use them, unlike me.

In my humble Beagle opinion, Mom, those steps lead to nowhere. I will not use them.

Instead, I will continue my hesitating hopping jump at the edge of your bed. Sure, it takes me several tries before I actually jump, but I can totally do it on my own.

Eventually.