(The interloper in my home.)
Hi all, Lily the Corgi here. Sorry this post is a bit late; mama the secretary insists she is very busy this time of year. Okay, whatever.
So a few days ago, mama started talking to us dogs about the Christmas season of giving and how we should all do what we can for those less fortunate than ourselves. I'm okay with this; we regularly take a few rolls of paper towels or some jugs of bleach down to our pals at Kitties and Kanines rescue so I figured this would be more of the same. I wasn't exactly sure how some cleaning supplies were going to "save a life" as mama kept saying, but then I'm not always up to the minute on how these things work.
Well, today, something RIDICULOUS happened. Mama had sent us girls out in the yard to pee and when we came back inside, our home had been invaded! By a strange dog. A big, strange dog. A big, strange, male dog...with no manners. This thing trotted right inside and peed in the floor...ugh. He doesn't know how to play with toys, although poor Lucy tried to be good and share with him. He eats as fast as Sadie does and then belches like some ruffian.
Mama says we are now a foster family and that we'll be keeping this dog for a while to help him get ready to be adopted. Now I, myself, spent some time with a foster family in my younger years, but I wasn't just a total mess like this guy. I had some manners, some self respect! Good grief.
Mama promises this guy won't stay and become our 4th family member, but I know mama...she's a sucker for a smile and a tail wag. I won't be at all surprised if this guy is here forever. Well, in anticipation of such thing happening, I have to lay out my best plans for turning this uncouth hound into something we can live with.
(Look at him, just sitting there beside the toy. He doesn't even know how to play!)
Mama told me if I'd seen this guy, she calls him Linus, come into the house, I'd have been sad. It took mama and the rescue lady to get him inside; mama says she doesn't think he's ever been inside before. I guess that is a little sad...it is good to be inside out of the rain and cold and heat and snow. Mama says if Linus hadn't found a foster home today, he was supposed to be put to sleep--like my brother Claude, but Linus isn't even old or sick like Claude was. That is quite sad.
Okay, maybe it is okay if Linus stays here for a little while. If he learns how to walk on a leash and eat nicely out of a dish and figures out that the floor is not a potty, then maybe some nice family might want to adopt him. Maybe it is kind of cool to help this guy get ready to be a beloved part of someone's family (as long as it isn't MY family!)
Santa owes me for this one!
Til next time, everyone, share the spirit of the season and do something nice to help out a shelter dog like Linus. You might save a life, too.
Love ya,
Lily the Corgi
(I don't care what anyone says, I will NOT be sharing my napping spot.)
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