All in My Perspective

Awesome Me, All Alone

Ruru the Cat here.  My person left for three whole days.  Three days!  I guessed it was going to happen when I saw the heaping bowls of cat food, when I saw the people gathering bags of things and taking them out of the house.  

But then she left, really left me.  I was all alone.  Except for the other cats.  And the snakes and lizards and stuff.  Oh, and people.  My person's cousins wandered around and petted me.  They held me, dragged me around, gave me love, and more importantly, food.  But it wasn't the right kind of love, and the food didn't taste right because it wasn't from her.   

Hey, hey.  That's my keyboard.  Keep your dog cooties away!

                                                                            Izzy

My name is Izzy.  Remember me?  I'm the dog.  Well, the real dog.  The other one is my chew toy.  I like my chew toy.  He yips and jumps around and plays with me.  But he's not a real dog.  Wait.  What was I saying?  Oh, right.  My people left me, too, but they left me far from home.  Ruru thinks it's bad to be alone at home without her person.  I watched my person walk away from me and leave me in a house.  A big house with food and water and people who snuggled me and played with me and gave me treats and let me run outside and gave me treats and more treats and...wait.  Where was I going?  Oh, yeah.  My person walked away. And I didn't like it at all.  I barked and barked and barked and barked for her to come back.  But she didn't.  She just kept walking and leaving me with these people who spoiled me and snuggled me and hugged me and treated me like a princess.  Wait.  That didn't come out right.  It was bad.  Really bad that my person left me for days and days and days and it was horrible.  Except the part about the treats and snuggles and hugs and spoiling.  

You know what?  You seem to think you've been through something bad, but none of that sounds bad at all.  Not even sort of.  You don't even like my person very much.  You have a different person.  Your person isn't awesome like my person, so when your person leaves you, it's not that bad.  Okay, Izzy's chew toy.  You're over there jumping around and acting like you need attention.  What, Dodger, did you suffer over those three days, too?  

No, it was great!  

Not this again! 

                                                                              Dodger

It was really really great.  We went camping again. I had my person the whole time for nights and nights.  No cats or annoying big dogs.  One, maybe, but it was mostly me and my person.  There was one weird night where it got darker and darker and darker and then lighter like really fast.  Weird night.  But it was really great 'cuz I got snuggled by my person.  I buried most of the food she tried to offer me 'cuz I didn't want it.  Except the bacon 'cuz Izzy wasn't nearby to steal it.  But my person was there, and that's what was important.  They kept talking about this thing called an eclipse, and it sounded like a big thing.  My person left me to go toward scary falling water, and I wouldn't even follow her because of the scary falling water.  I wonder if that's an eclipse.  But other than the water fall, eclipse or whatever people call it, it was a great trip.  Oh, and sometimes, my person walked away for an hour or two and left me on a leash and didn't snuggle me all the time.  But she came back for me, and it was great.  

Once again, thank you for telling us absolutely nothing about what camping is.  Just that it was great.  All this talk about eclipses and falling water and whatever.  So one dog tells me nothing, and one dog tells me even less.  Man, dogs are useless.