May 6th 2012 3:23 pm
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I have officially changed my Cousin Number Five Policy. Cousin Number Five had never met ME, Pennie, and I have made it clear that I was NOT interested in meeting HER. She is majoring in Animal Medicine at University. This is what she has done: Dock Piggy Tails and Ears. Dock Lamby parts. Neuter Animals.
I did NOT want Cousin Number Five ever, ever, coming to visit.
Alas, last night, Cousin Number Five and Cousin Number Seven, sisters, came to visit, and spend the night so that they could go watch their Dad, Mom's brother, run in the "Flying Pig Marathon."
This weekend I have had to play Hostess Pennie with Daisy, while Oldest Lad and his Apartment-Mates were busy making fools of themselves at the Kentucky Derby. There is simply not enough attention to spread between Sophie, Daisy, and of course ME, Pennie.
As soon as Cousin Number Five and Cousin Number Seven arrived, Sophie, Daisy, and I, attacked! I do not believe that either Cousin spent more than 60 seconds without a dog attached to them until it was time for bed. At bedtime, Mom insisted that all us dogs go upstairs with her, leaving the Cousins to sleep with zero dogs, just their sleeping bags.
I officially put Cousin Number Five onto the "Welcome" list, along with Cousin Number Seven, as they both spent hours fawning over my loveliness, and stroking my fur, and gushing over the warmth of my Pennie Personality. Sophie was in love as well, for she went from Cousin Five's Lap, to Cousin Seven's Lap, to Mom's Lap, and back and forth all over again. Daisy got more than her share of attention as well.
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Da Fwyin' Pig Marafon?? Any bacon awong da woute, Pennie??
As wong as Cuzin #5 r nod wearin' a white wab coat when hur bisits, I r pwetty shur yu r safe fwum da ebilness dat hur pawticipates in at unibersity :D