Friday, August 19, 2016
Storming the Doghouse
Rusty: Jan hates me. She honestly hates me.
Buddy: What did she do now?
Rusty: She left me outside Wednesday.
Buddy: But you begged to go outside. She told you there was a storm coming and you ignored her.
Rusty: Yes, I asked to go out in the dog pen. But she forgot me! She vacuumed the rug, took a shower, worked on the computer... She didn't remember me until almost 10 PM.
Buddy: That is forgetful. What did you do when the storm hit?
Rusty: What do you think I did? I sat in the doghouse and watched the sky light up and listened to the thunder roll as the rain poured down.
Buddy: You weren't even damp when Jan came looking for you so you were safe and dry. I hope the next time Jan tries to keep you inside you'll do what she tells you.
Rusty: Why? That was exhilarating. I haven't felt so alive since I was a kitten.
Buddy: You were terrified, weren't you?
Rusty: Yes. I cowered and shook and cried for Jan to come rescue me.
Buddy: It's okay to be afraid. You can cry on my shoulder if you'd like.
Rusty: Thanks, but I plan to go make Jan feel so guilty she won't ever forget me again.
Buddy: Is it okay if I watch?
Rusty: Of course. I'm about to enter Stage Right. Come watch and learn.
We are joining the Pet Parade blog hop with hosts Rascal and Rocco, Bionic Basil, Barking From the Bayou and Love is being owned by a husky.