Mom and I have been at war. Full on, all out, war! We have been battling for weeks. Threats have been made. Promises broken. Glares exchanged. All over Sophie the Giraffe. Yes a giraffe. Rebecca has a squeaky rubber giraffe named Sophie. Its a dog toy. Here is the problem. Mom does NOT agree with my assessment of the toy. This is when the war started. I heard the squeaks as Rebecca was chewing on it and quickly determined that Rebecca has mistaken a dog toy for a baby toy. Anything that squeaks like that is a DOG toy. I very nicely tried to show Rebecca the error of her ways. I took MY toy back. Mom took the giraffe back and said no. NO? Uhh hello? Its rubbery, its squeaky, its mine. Mom did not agree. This has been going on for weeks. Mom taking my toy away from me and giving it to the baby. I even trained Rebecca to give it to me! Mom hides it when she leaves a room and I hunt it down. She takes it off me and tells me to keep my grubby little paws off of it. I wiggle my tail at her and look sorry. She turns her back and I hunt it out. It is MY toy! I knew I was playing a long game. A game of patience. Mom was winning the minor battles, but I would win the war. I was biding my time. It happened when Mom least expected it. She took the giraffe and put it out of my reach. She took Rebecca up for a bath. Rebecca was happily splashing away. Mom saw me trot across the landing and she knew I was headed under the bed. She soaps up Rebeccas hair and then... SQUEAK! It was a tad louder than I expected. Mom was stuck. She knew I had the giraffe! She also had her defenseless infant in the bath with a head full of soap. All she could manage was Pippin! Put the giraffe down! Ha! Yeah right! Squeak! Squeak! Squeakity squeakity squeeeeeek! Pippin!! Come! Pippin! Stop! Give! Sit! Stay! PIPPIIIIN!!! Ha! I knew she was stuck! She couldnt leave the baby and couldnt get her out of the bath quick enough! Squeeek! Squeak squeak squeak squeak sq. Uh oh. Pippin!!? Why isnt Sophie squeaking?? What did you do you little rat bag?? Dad comes in from work at that moment! Roy! Hes got the giraffe! Get the giraffe! Dad comes up the stairs and dives under the bed. He retrieves Sophie. Victory is mine.... DOG TOY!!!!!
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 13:44:32 +0000