03-12. Clouseau, No!

Clouseau has become a little stinker! He's the social one of the two dogs. Loyal. Craves attention. But he's spoiled! Clouseau is actually the only dog in my games that I've ever had sims scold--not that it seems to have helped much.  He still jumps on beds, wakes sims up, begs for food at the table, growls at the postal worker, whines for sims to play with him...

The other day, I caught him eating sim food off the floor.  I've never seen this. Where did he get it? Did Clodagh give him a bite?


Bunter: Shame on you, Clouseau! Stop being such a piggy!
Clouseau: Oh, but I love your cooking! Could you whip up more of that porcini risotto dish?


Clodagh: Here sweetie, let me give you a good brushing. Such a cutie little Clousie! 
Clouseau: More to the left...shoulder blades...that's it! Ahhh.


But the poor mail carrier! Clouseau has now started getting Aggressive tendencies. Just like his dad! 


Clouseau: HA! See you tomorrow, mail lady!!


Piers: Clouseau! This just HAS to stop! Leave the service sims alone!!
Clouseau: Darn! Busted! ...Wanna play fetch?