Wednesday, May 27, 2020

Angel in My House


[This is me!  I'm Angel!]

Hi!  I'm Angel!  I'm a puppy! Bean, my brother, is playing with Ru right now, so I can use her computer.  Well, Bean calls it play.  Ru calls it ...um... it's a big word that starts with an h.  But Ru says he's bugging her.  He ALWAYS bugs her.  I think it's cute.  I think everyone should love puppies because we love everyone.  I throw a party anytime ANYONE comes through the door.   I jump around and try to get picked up except sometimes, I don't want to be picked up because that would stop me from throwing my party for you.  

[A past visit]

Anyway, so a weird thing happened this last week.  This family with three little humans sometimes comes to visit.  They grab me, but it's okay.  I like to be grabbed.  Not sure I like how these little humans grab me, but they're trying and they're really sweet.  Well, once or twice or three times, I can't remember, we've come to visit them.  As long as my person is there, I feel super awesome visiting anyone.  I can celebrate and kiss people I know as much as I can love people I don't.  

[The guy with hair on his face.]

But a while ago, my people brought me down to these others with the little humans and LEFT me.  I mean, just opened the door and walked out.  They didn't even leave me my crazy brother who wants to chew on my head.  I was alone with strangers.  And worse yet, strange CATS who don't like and play with me like Sylvie does.  They hiss. It was scary.  I had a good time kissing and snuggling and celebrating these people 'cuz, you know, they're people, and people are wonderful.  I kissed and snuggled the big male human with the shaggy face.  He seemed down.  I wanted him to be happy. 

[Me and the woman and the scary cat that kind of looks like me.]

The woman was so sweet to me.  She needed to be kissed a lot.  And her face tasted great.  The kids were a little overwhelming and loud.  They kept wanting to pet me and pet me.  I kind of hit my limit, so she took me outside where there were really loud noises I didn't know how to understand..  It was okay, but I was scared because my person was gone.  Bean was not there.  Weirder still, people around me were talking about having this happen in the future and be forever.  I don't know that I can handle that idea because I'd have to leave my brother and the people I love. 

[My response to the puppies' idea of play.]

Shoo, out, dog.  Or worse yet, puppy.  This is MY blog.    Harassment.  That's the H-word you were looking for.  That is not "play" nor will it ever be.  He gets in my face and spreads doggie cooties all over me.  It's gross, worse even than human cooties.  Man, I get exhausted just thinking about throwing a "party" for anyone.  Like to be grabbed.  Who likes to be grabbed?  Especially by tiny humans.  Seriously.  Humans deserve to be tolerated, not celebrated.  Which is better than I can say for puppies.  Oooh, I actually get to rid myself of one of them?  Now, that is cause to celebrate.  Maybe if I take my nap, we'll get closer to that time.  Now to ponder how to get rid of the other puppy. 

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