Imagine my surprise to see Mom and Dad come home last weekend with this:
Animal!
Yes. That is a dog.
The humans call her Annie. I call her Suck-up. She adores Mom so much that it’s sick. She jumps in her arms, her lap, her shoulder, her face — anything just so Mom will give her affection. Dogs are stupid. Furthermore, Mom and Dad are stupid for buying her affectionate behavior.
But there are good points to having a beast such as a dog around. First of all, she brings a new variety of food to the house and I am NOT too proud for dog food. Second, she warms up the chair so I can sit on it later.
I maintain my dislike for all other creatures other than myself, but this dog isn’t so bad. She doesn’t bother me like Piper does — this morning, Piper attempted to wrap her mouth around my jugular and then bit my Achilles tendon. She doesn’t run and hide at every noise like Phoebe. But best of all, she’s QUIET.
She hogs my spot in the sunlight, however.
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And your spot on the bed! :p