Friday, June 7, 2013
After the Ball Is Over
Spyro and Rocio: Whew!
Oja: What was that?
Spyro: Nothing Oja.
Oja: I didn't see you or Rocio all evening. What were you up to?
Rocio: We were outside, keeping an eye on Bambino and the younger kitties.
Rocio: I think so. We got away with it, didn't we?
Spyro: We sure did. High five, bro!
Karen Jo: She wouldn't if you didn't keep smacking her with your paw.
Rocio: She insists on sitting in the chair I want.
Karen Jo: This house is full of chairs. I think you just enjoy annoying Oja.
Rocio: That could very well be the case.
Karen Jo: That's because I don't have any flowers for them. One or two of the peony buds opened, but the rest of them turned brown. I don't know if it was lack of water (probably) or some bugs got them.
Karen Jo: I apologize. Throwing two parties in three days tired me out.
Karen Jo: Now I want to bring up another subject. Last summer, Spyro loved going outside in his harness and leash. I think I spoiled it for him this year. We had a warm day in April and I put his harness on him, but it had been a long time and I forgot how it went. I got it on him wrong, took him outside and something spooked him. He pulled strongly on the harness and got out of it and ran to the back door to be let back inside, then hid. In late April, I tried it again, getting the harness on him right, this time. Again something spooked him and he jerked the leash right out of my hand. I opened the door for him and he ran, still wearing the harness and dragging the leash and hid. I thought he was under the bed and that I would take his harness off of him when he calmed down enough to come out. I heard a big meow from him and when I went to investigate, I found him in the hall without his harness. He had gone into Oja's hideyhole, where there isn't much room, gotten the leash caught and managed to wiggle out of the harness. I tried taking him out on his leash twice more, once in May and once again today and he lets me put the harness on him, but as soon as he gets outside, he wants right back inside again. Have I ruined his enjoyment of his harness and leash forever?