Thursday's Tell-all

This post is rated M (for Mango).

I read about the butt problems Puddles had over the weekend and decided maybe I'd tell you all about my... eh... private area problem that occurred this past weekend. 

This view is missing a Corbin.

The momma and daddy-o went up to the lake this weekend and I stayed back with Heather and Emmett because it was super hot and my heart medications make it hard for me to deal with the heat.  Well, the momma missed me a super lot, so she decided she'd come home Sunday night for snuggles with the Corbin.  On her way home, her and Heather decided they'd treat themselves us to ice cream!  SCORE!

The Corbin LOOOOOVES ice cream.
(old picture bc mom didn't bring her camera on our ice cream adventure)

Emmett had never been out for ice cream before (WHAT?!), but I knew exactly what I was in for!  The line was quite long, so we waited patiently and got lots of pets and comments on how well behaved we were.  Well, that was until I got close to my ice cream!  I was so excited, I could hardly contain myself!  You see, the ice cream place we go to give you a milk bone at the top of your doggie cone!  YEA!  Awesomeness.

Ok, back on track.  So, we get our ice cream and we go sit to eat it.  I was all "nom nom nom ICE CREAM! nom nom nom."  Now... I'm a studly boy, as you all know, but I don't get... uh... excited easily.  But, something in that ice cream caused my inner manhood to get all sorts of happy!  While I was eating my ice cream, the momma got all embarrassed because I was showing everyone at the ice cream place what I was packin'.

"Mom. Put. The. Camera. AWAY"
One of the two times I've ever been photographed with my lip stick.
Can you blame me though?  Money Hunny was smokin'!

Most doggies get excited more often than me.  Like the Mango, he likes to show off his lip stick.  I'm a bit more conservative and have only shown it on few occasions and for short periods of time.  However, this time.... it wouldn't go away.  The momma thought I was just REALLY excited, but after about 30 minutes she started to get worried.

30 MINUTES!

I'm so ashamed.

What's a guy to do?  I was walkin' funny and everything and I couldn't get it to go away.  Right in front of my MOM!  Geez, the humiliation....  It was like that all the way home and the momma started to get all freaked out wondering what she should do to help me.  Ok, well that sounds gross... but she was thinking of non gross ways to help.  So, when we got home, she thought maybe it was just stuck... like maybe it had joined the party, but got dry and couldn't leave the party....

Ya know what she did?

She squirted my manhood with a squirt bottle!!!!!  Well, I guess it was better than throwing me in the tubby... I think she was mostly afraid that by lifting me into the tub -because I'd never go in willingly -she might touch the lipstick. 

Anyway... it worked and the squirt bottle made my little dude shrink right back in where he belongs.

I can't believe I just told you about that....

Hey!  Don't forget, in case you've missed it, check out all the details about Blogville's Pitty Post Day on Monday, June 4th!  Help me celebrate my birthday in style!  I'm SOOO excited about it!  PG rated excited, though.