The Disagreement

“Jack! Where are you? I can’t believe you ran out of the house like that!”

I can’t believe you just brought her home and announced that she is going to be living there with us. I know it is your house and I have no say in any of your decisions, but I thought we were family. I see where I am on the list. The bottom. Couldn’t we have talked about this? Couldn’t I have at least been told about this ahead of time so this big change in my life could sink in? Yeah, I am probably being overly dramatic but I’m just wired this way.

“Jack? Where are you going to go? Are you actually hiding from me? Seriously? I know you are around here somewhere. You don’t exactly run very fast.”

I just need to cool down for a while. Can't you just let me be?

“I didn’t think you’d care. I’m sorry.”

Oh great, there he is. If he finds me hiding here, he is going to flip out. I better show myself before he calls someone frantically making up some story that I cannot take care of myself and gets me in trouble with the authorities. They are not good humored people.

“Jack! There you are. What is going on with you? I have never seen you so upset before. Please don’t look at me like that. Let me make it up to you somehow.”

Well he appears sincere enough. But nothing will change until he gets rid of you know who. I cannot possibly be around when she is in the house.

“Just say something. I don’t like it when you’re this quiet.”

Don’t really like the silent treatment, eh, sonny? Well I don’t like to be ignored. I am a very social creature and you know that about me.

“Will you please come home?”

I don’t think so.

“You are so stubborn and it makes me so mad!!! I should just leave you out here, hiding in the neighbor’s carport. But they’d probably just call me and tell me you are there and expect me to come get you. I am not leaving here until you come home with me. And you’re crazy if you think I’m going to carry you!”

I don’t want you to carry me. Last time didn’t work out so well, did it? You aren’t very gentle.

“Ok, fine. I give up. You win. What if I get you something special you haven’t had in a long time? It’s not good for your health, but I know how much you like it.”

You mean...?

“Interested?”

Yes!

“Come on home and get your milk bone!”

“Woof! Woof!”

“That’a boy! You stubborn old dog!”

Oh yeah. Scratch behind that ear. Oh, I like that!

“Let’s go home, buddy!”

And after I get that milk bone, I am going to chase that damn cat all over the house until it runs away and never returns...