And it's killing me. The command to me is "climb" and when they say it, I'm expected to prance up those stairs to the bed like a prat. One, I don't prance. Two, why do I need stairs to get into the bed when I have them to pick me up and put me there? But they are trying to train me to use it, and they use these little lamb/chicken treats to lure me up there. Because I'm desperate and a dog, I always try to go for the treat. But it's exasperating. The first two steps, no problem. Then things start to get a little rickety (as plastic stairs should be expected to be). Take a look at the picture. Doesn't the step closest to the bed a little high? I'm sorry, but this doesn't look OSHA compliant to me at all and I'm seriously debating whether to report this. The kicker is on the front of the box, there's a picture of a beagle, one of my own kind (!), going up and down these stairs. And I just want to find that beagle, and kick its ass.
2 comments:
TicTac, I swear I recall reading a blog entry much earlier that stated when you first arrived in the To family they were trying to keep you off the bed. I know that fell by the way side pretty quickly, but this is an engraved invitation. These people are push-overs! I think you should demand your own human-sized bed. In fact, just take their bed. They can sleep in the spare room ; )
TicTac - you definitely have a cause of action. California Building Code section 1003.3.3 1997 states that all stairs shall have a maximum rise of 8 inches. That last leap into the bed from the top step looks to be at least 12 inches. I can represent you, but I'll need a retainer fee of five of those lamb/chicken treats before I file any papers (mmmm . . . lamb/chicken).
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