We went to my Grandma and Grandpa's on Sunday to play with my cousins, Lucy and Bear. They are both bigger than I am, but not bigger than Duncan. When they are all together, I am caught between wanting to pay with the big dogs, and being afraid of being trampled by them. Further, they are all retrievers, and I am not. They bring the ball back to the One With Thumbs. I, Poppy, run after the ball, and then sit in the grass with it.
Late in the day my Uncle Josh was at the other end of the yard, throwing the ball for Duncan and Bear. We had been chasing the ball for a long time, and it was very hot. I was sitting in the shade under a chair, next to all of the humans. Duncan was stiff, and instead of running after the ball as he had been doing earlier, he was walking after it. Duncan was paying attention to the ball. Bear was really only paying attention to Duncan. Bear wants to be Alpha. Duncan will not let him. Lucy just wants everybody to let her alone.
Uncle Josh threw the ball toward our end of the yard. Duncan started to run after the ball, and Bear started chasing Duncan. No one had counted on me. I had been watching the ball the whole time. I dashed out from under the chair, and grabbed the ball. I laid down in the grass and put my paw on the ball, in the manner of a statue of a lion. No one tried to take it from me.
"Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war...."
"No woman can be too rich or too thin."
-- Wallis Simpson
"Let them eat cake."
-- Somebody, but not Marie Antoinette
-- Julius Caesar
"Life...is a tale...full of sound and fury...."
-- Macbeth
"Life...is a tale...full of sound and fury...."
-- Macbeth
"No woman can be too rich or too thin."
-- Wallis Simpson
"Let them eat cake."
-- Somebody, but not Marie Antoinette
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