August 15th 2011 10:59 am
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This weekend Pennie and I were forced to languish at the kennel whilst the family attended a wedding for Cousin Three. As Pennie already wrote in her entry, our presence was sorely missed, as we would undoubtedly have removed all of the little white bags of tasty treats that were placed at each plate at the reception. It was one (or more) of those bags that Middle Lad delved into, and in his sweet-tooth-ed greed failed to ascertain that not only was the bag non-labelled, but that the hard little nuggets mixed with the pretzels, etc, were peanuts.

Anyhoodles, Middle Lad returned home hopefully a wiser Lad, drugged full of anti-histamine, and itching from head to toe from the full body hives that had subsequently turned to eczema.

Meanwhile, I was garnering a full dose of Queen Sophine Attention at the Kennel. Pennie was quite content to simply "go outside" to do her business. Not me. I shall not reveal the secret to my success, but being Queen Sophine does have advantages as I managed to act pathetic enough that I had to be walked about several times a day, by the Female Kennel Owner, as I refused to acknowledge the males kennel attendees, in order to relieve my bodily effluence.

Now that I am home I no longer receive the royal treatment that is due me, but I am glad to be home. I am in full agreement with Pennie, that she and I between us would have removed and consumed all of the tasty treats, little white bags and all, that led to Middle Lad's unfortunate reaction.