Yesterday I was just hanging out in my pool when my old friend Sheldon dropped by. I like Sheldon but lately he brings “baggage” with him when he comes over. The baggage is in the form of two Boston terrier puppies.
See that photo of the two puppies? Do you notice anything strange about them? Their feet are not all on the ground! That means they are running. They run everywhere! They are like little streaks of lightning. I thought that they would calm down now that they are a little older, but Sheldon says four months old is still puppy and puppies do a lot of running. If you’d like to read my blog post about them when they were only three months old, read Puppy Day.
At first I tried to play with the puppies by chasing them. This didn’t work out well because they are much, much faster than rabbits and I cannot even catch Oakley Bunny even though she is not fast for a rabbit. The puppies can literally run circles around me. So I did not like that game.
I must be getting over my fear of dogs because I am not afraid of Juju and Tali at all anymore. Do you see how brave I look in the above photo? Sure, I am a lot bigger than they are, but there are two of them and did I mention how fast they are?
It almost looks like the puppies are more afraid of me than I am of them. Melly always tells me that’s true but I’m pretty sure Sheldon tells the puppies that I am more afraid of them than they are of me. They can’t both be true so either Melly or Sheldon is lying and, honestly, I don’t much trust Melly.
Sheldon says that Juju rolls over like this because she is being submissive. He says that is what dogs do. How strange! When I roll over like that it is because I want someone to scratch my stomach.
I was trying to scratch Juju’s stomach but my only choices are my teeth (too sharp) and my paws (too heavy) so I just rubbed her belly with my nose instead. Do you see how I wasn’t afraid of her at all? I wonder if I am afraid of dogs anymore. Maybe I am over it. Or maybe other, bigger dogs are scarier.
Afterward, it was time for treats on the couch. I was willing to share with the puppies but, surprisingly, they don’t like yogurt drops. Go figure.
Flopsy the Killer Cat is spending the week with us and it turns out he really does not like dogs. Not at all. The puppies figured this out pretty quickly.
A short video of me with the puppies
I really wish I could teach those puppies to scratch my stomach.
After Sheldon and the puppies left, it was time to relax and recover from all the excitement. Flopsy chose to watch a little TV. He seems to like the show House, but I can tell him the plot of every episode: House is wrong three times, then he’s right and he saves the patient’s life. I decided to take a little nap on the couch. Or is it a sofa? Or a divan? Or a love seat? Or a capybara bed.