Mojo is mad at me

It started last night when Mojo wanted to sleep in the bed. I was adamant that he wasn't going to sleep in the bed. I've had horrible back pain most of my life. And last night I was in excruciating amounts of pain. I'd tried pain pills, anti inflammatories, the massage chair and was looking for my muscle relaxers. It was bad. When the kids sleep in the bed, I can't get comfortable, and I have to sleep in contorted positions and it agitates my back. So please no pets in the the bed!

Mojo tried to get it the bed, and I would kick him out every time. This made him sad. (I blame Matt for letting him sleep in the bed in the first place.) He tried every hour to get back in the bed. At about 3 a.m. I was a zombie, and really needed sleep so I didn't have the energy to kick out.

That morning, I felt like hell and I let him know. I told him that if he loved his mom, he wouldn't sleep in the bed. (But he loves sleeping in the bed). I sternly took him out to use the potty, and he knew I was mad at him. He wouldn't even look at me. He walked himself in without going. I swear he was asking if dad could take him.

I came home at lunch and he was still mad at me. He was acting weird. Usually he wags his tail and is happy to see me. Today he was on the couch, sad. I took him out at lunch. He wanted a walk—I didn't have the time. We came inside, I gave him a treat and he wouldn't even take it. I put it on his treat spot and he wouldn't even look at it. I gave him some Chex mix as a bribe. He loves people food and he ate that, but said he was still mad.

So he's just acting weird.