What’s your problem Larry?

When I got back to the house with the CATS after my vacation, I was expecting the CATS to be super excited to see me, but they were not. As I entered the house I saw them lounging around on MY side of the see through wall area. I thought this was a positive development, but as soon as they saw me they scampered away up the stairs.

I was only hanging around in the house with the CATS for about 2 days when The One Who Is Seriously Concerned About My Health summoned me into the car and whisked me away. After about an hours drive I disembarked into a parking lot with the wonderful aroma of Dogs Dogs Dogs. The Serious One took me into a building and introduced me to some terrific people who I would get to know very well over the next few days. I could tell that these people LOVED me because there was much fussing over me. Thus, I was a little surprised that after all that lovin’ that I was placed in a big CAGE. Hmmm…. All I got was a blanket and a bowl of water…Dog Prison? I was not sure what I had particularly done to deserve this, but it wasn’t too bad as it turns out….


The building with the Good Dog Smells

My CAGE was in a big room where there were a lot of other big cages full of other dogs. The problem was that I could hear these other dogs but I could only see the ones directly across from me. But let me tell you these were some exceptionally noisy dogs. Barking night and day, especially the little beagle down the hall. Yikes.

At one point shortly after my “incarceration”, I was taken out and brought to a little room and then The One Who Is Seriously Concerned About My Health came in. I was happy to see him but he did not want to play. Instead, he hoisted me up on to this table and, excuse me, began the most intrusive inspection of my parts that I have ever experienced.

Well turns out that he is not only Seriously Concerned about my health, but he spends his day being seriously concerned with all kinds of animal’s health.

After the intrusion into my personal space, The Serious One took me into a room where he sits when he is not poking around with animals on a table. It looked like fun at first, but no sooner had I got there, when all hell broke loose.

Now as you may know, I am a BIG dog. Most other animals scoot when I walk by, even some people scoot. So you can understand that I was super surprised when out of nowhere a black girl CAT called Marilyn jumps out from under a desk and ATTACKS me for no reason. She was a hissing away so I naturally made a counter attack and The Serious One had to hold me back. THEN, out from on top of a shelf jumps a black BOY CAT called Larry, who apparently has some sort of relationship with Marilyn because he was super mad at me for scaring his girlfriend. The Serious One brought me to the next room and Larry just wouldn’t let up -- he came after me again. Some of the other people grabbed Larry and someone else grabbed me and brought me back to the Cage. I don’t know why I was put away just for walking into a room, but that’s how it went down.

Anyway, my days at this place were pretty pleasant. I was taken outside several times a day for a walk around the perimeter. I also got a few ball tosses, although these folks seem to think it is really important to bring the ball back to them EVERYtime they throw it. I disagree.

The Serious One came back one day and brought me back to the house with the CATS. As usual, they greeted me with bugged out eyeballs and their hair standing on end. I do wish we could all be friends.