Chopper Loves to Pee on Blake

Welp, Chopper peed on Blake last night.  Twice.  And you know what?  Chopper doesn’t have normal 8 pound dog size pees.  He pees small lakes. 

The first Chopper Pee Attack was due to Chopper’s hilarious inability to walk away from anyone petting him ever.  Chopper loves being pet more than anything else in the world, and I am convinced that he would starve to death rather than move away from someone who was touching him in order to eat.  Blake and I have even tested to see how little actual “touching” we could get away with and still watch Chopper move from normal hyper little Chihuahua to zen-like state of relaxation Chihuahua.  The answer?  You merely need to hover your hand over his little fur at a distance of approximately 2 centimeters, and he will lay perfectly still, in dog heaven.  It’s actually a game we play when we are bored (that makes us sound lame, I know).    

So, Blake was petting Chopper, and Chopper was sitting on Blake’s lap in some sort of dog bliss, when I guess the urge to pee came over him.  Rather than move away from the petting, Chopper decided that he should just start peeing right then and there.  The result was not good for any of the 4 creatures (2 humans and 2 dogs) also in the living room.  Chopper found his little eight pound body being flung across the room.  Blake found himself covered in dog pee.  Kristi found herself covered in dog pee sprinkles due to the flying while also peeing dog sailing across the living room, and Porky found herself rudely awakened from a nice nap on Kristi’s lap.  Chopper was able to get a good amount of pee out of himself and onto Blake’s lap before Blake noticed that he was becoming uncomfortably wet and warm. 

The second Chopper Pee Attack happened after I had gone to bed, and therefore only have Blake’s version of the events (and Chopper is a dog, and therefore unable to defend himself as to why he would pee on Blake twice).  This time, apparently, Chopper walked over to Blake, got in position (leg up!) and just knocked himself out, peeing on Blake’s foot/ankle.  Chopper once again found himself being flung across the room, and Blake once again found himself covered in dog pee.  Luckily for me and Porky, we were able to sit this one out, sleeping peacefully in the bedroom.  I think he was just getting his revenge for being thrown across the room earlier in the night, but maybe he just really likes to pee on Blake.  Who knows.