Girl Meets Girl

I will never understand the humans.  They come in all shapes and sizes and some of them make absolutely no sense when they open their mouths.  Last night, while I was chillin with my Mommie who was in spoon-recovery mode from the zoo, Mommie's Mommie brought over dinner and also brought this small blonde human with her.  I had heard about this Girl Munchkin, I had seen pictures, and I knew her scent immediately.  It was Mommie's niece, my female human cousin.  All she wanted to do was pet me ... and see all of the rooms in our tiny house.  I was not amused, but I was polite-ish.  I knew that Mommie's RSD pain was up a little bit, so I tried to not cause her any more stress ... I think deserve an Academy Award for my portrayal of a dog that doesn't mind mini-people.

I have to admit though, she is cute.  Every time my Mommie stroked my head and said, "good girl, punkin," the tiny human repeated the action and the words.  She also seemed very concerned about where my Mommie and I took our Happy Nappies and then she asked if she could come back and take a Happy Nappy with us some day.  "Hey kid, this is my Mommie!  Back the truck up!"  I hear that there's another tiny human that I have to meet as well.  The boy.  As long as I have someone to love on me too, I'll do my best to not get snippy.  Mommie seemed to have her hands full with the girl and me, so she may need to recruit help when they add the other one.


It's not that I don't like kids, because I do, but they are loud and squealy and I've been hurt by them in the past, before I came to live with my Mommie.  I'm just leery of them, is all.  I don't want my tail and ears pulled again.  I don't want to be hit again.  But I got over my fear of older men in baseball hats, so I can overcome this fear too ... with Mommie's help, of course.


I have faith that I will be forced to deal with these miniature humans again again over the course of my life.  I have faith that, some day, I will come to love them as much as my Mommie does ... maybe when they're normal-sized.  I have faith that I will teach them how to play Marathon Ball and Tug.  And I have faith that I will always be my Mommie's girl and I know that she would never let anything bad happen to me.  After all, I got chicken last night after they left!!  If Mommie's gonna give me the good stuff every time I have to see the Munchkins, I may grow to love them by tomorrow!!