April 11, 2013
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Do Too, Do Too
I am dogless today.
The dogs went to work with Nancy. She planned to take Annie, but Annie is a brat, and as soon as she realized she was going, she ran outside and bounced in front of Riley and said, I get to go and you have to stay home with Cheryl, so Nah!
So Riley dashed into the house and posed winsomely in front of Nancy and said, she got to go two days this week and I’ve had to stay home all that time and all I ever got to do was go to Walmart where I stayed in the car the whole time and that’s not fair.
Is too, is too, danced Annie.
I’m the best dog, Riley reminded Nancy, you both say so and I’m a go dog, Nancy–I need to go.
She like ME best now, Annie bragged.
Neither one of them like you, Riley told her, They plot at night how to make the other one spend the day with you. I’m the Good Dog. I bark now and keep them safe and stuff.
You only bark because I taught you how to bark–you never barked when I first came here. And I still growl better than you do.
They don’t like it when you growl.
Do too, do too
No they don’t and they talk to you about it.
But I have my string and my coat on and you don’t, so guess who gets to go today?
I translated some of this discussion for Nancy. It seemed only fair.
They like me better now because I’m small and cute and everybody likes me and nobody even notices you and besides I sleep with them every night.
They’re too hot.
Okay, we’re going now, so you just stand back and let me through…
It might have worked. Nancy forgot her keys. She can’t go anywhere without keys, so she came back.
Nobody loves me any more, Riley said. He hung his head.
And Nancy put his leash on and he went.
