August 9th 2013 9:31 am
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In the not so distant past, when Dad was still in the Pennie-Denial stage -- the stage where he was adamant that he had NOT agreed to allow another dog, and that Mom and Oldest Lad had simply thrust Me, Pennie, into his life . . . .
Well, during that Pennie-Denial stage I have to admit that I did not do much to nurture a pawsitive relationship with Dad. One, of many things, besides the broken nose, being that I created my own Doggie Door on the back porch. Let it be said that I was NOT the first Canine Resident of this 0.46 Acres of Suburbia to create a Doggie Door in the Back Porch Screening.
Dad eventually installed an actually Doggie Door into the Back Porch Door. The bottom third of the Back Porch Door has a Doggie/Wee Lass/Little Lad Door in it. The Middle Section is Screen and the Top Section is Glass.
As a means to earn money towards a new alto saxophone, Middle Lad has been doing some odd jobs on the outside of the house -- scraping and painting shutters, etc. Working on the outside of the house has not prevented Middle Lad and Little Lad from arguing. They have simply taken their arguing outside, OR as it happened one fateful day, continued their arguing by having Middle Lad on a ladder on the OUTside, and Little Lad on the INside. Middle Lad and Little Lad should be well practiced in the fine art of arguing by the time they are married, as they seem capable of maintaining a good argument even in less than optimal circumstances.
During the Outside Middle Lad/Inside Little Lad argument, Little Lad BROKE the Back Porch Screen! He clawed it. Yes, he clawed it -- leaving the poor screen material with claw marks, plus leaving the poor screen material partially hanging from the middle of the door.
It took Me, Pennie, all of about two minutes to realize that I now had a wonderful NEW Doggie Door -- the whole Middle Section of the Back Porch Door. I was enjoying myself immensely, taking great leaps through the middle of the door. Sophie, looking quite disapproving of me, continued to use the Real Doggie Door.
Unfortunately, during one of my wonderful leaps through the New Improved Doggie Door, the entire middle section of the door came with me! Dad came home to find me huddled on the back porch with the entire middle section of the porch door in pieces, laying next to me. I had my Guilty Pennie look on my face, and cowered completely, four white paws in the air. Dad forgave me, of course, because after all, I AM PENNIE.
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Well...... it really isn't your fault that you just finished what Little Lad started....
BOL BOL! And I agree with Finley - you just finished what da Little Lad started!
BOLBOLBOL, Pennie! I hope yu hab wecubered fwum da twauma ob makin' a nu an' impwobed doggie door! An' yu r wite - arguin' r a 'portant skill tu wearn fur da futchur! Gud werk Lil' Lad an' Middle Lad!! BOL :D
Oh, yeah, I furgodded - yu an' me, Zaidie, r diawy picks dis day! YAY us!!