Sorry Mom, I'm On Strike

It is bad enough that this week has been so hot but I refuse to do my stuff in the yard any more. You can't make me! You can pull me over to the grass but I will hop over it to a spot with no grass! Listen to me Mom. I would rather go in the street than go in the grass! I won't even walk in the grass strips between the parking lots. Have you noticed that I have it takes me a long time to find just the right place? I know you think I am crazy. Occasionally I will pee in the low grass, if it has been recently mowed. But I don't like it when you want me to walk through the yard. I know you saw those wasps flying around the grass. I know you have complained that the grass is always way too high for Lady and me. I know it is hot outside. I'll pee in the short grass by the door. Please don't be mad if I want to walk all the way down the street to do my other business. Ok, Love You, Mom, but I'm still on strike until they cut the yard!