October 14th 2012 7:59 am
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Last night was a Watershed event here at my Realm of Suburbia: Middle Lad went to the Homecoming Dance. WITH a GIRL. He got all dressed up in a cheap suit, hand-me-down white shirt, and a new tie. (Mom refused to buy an expensive suit for someone who is "still growing.") He looked quite good, considering.

As Middle Lad is not yet "licensed," and neither Pennie nor I were willing to loan him one of our County Licenses, Dad had to perform the Chauffer Services. Dinner took less time than estimated, so there was time between dinner and "the dance." Dad brought Middle Lad and GIRL home to hang out in the interim.

I, Queen Sophine, was BANISH-ED.

As soon as GIRL walked into the house, I tried to jump upon her, to let her know how beautiful she looked, and also to warn her that from my own paw-sonal experience, the floors can be very slippery, and with those stiletto heels, GIRL better be careful not to slip and fall. (I do not have experience wearing stiletto heels, but I do have experience with my delicate white-socked paws skittering across the slippery floor.) And of course considering the lack of length eye-fully apparent with GIRL's dress, one would not want to see her fall and embarrass herself. (Okay, perhaps Middle Lad would have enjoyed that, but not the rest of us.)

I was only trying to be kind, but I was scooped up like yesterday's recycling, and deposited in Mom and Dad's room! With ONE, yes ONE, single french fry for a treat.

I spent the next hour crying and howling and expressing my utmost despair. In the meantime, Pennie was allowed FREE roam of the house, free to snatch more french fries from Mom, Dad, and Wee Lass, and free to attempt to goose GIRL anywhere she wanted.

I don't think I shall enjoy this "dating" thing.