|Barked: Mon Aug 31, '15 11:30pm PST |
|Bernie watches her go, scowling. "I don't need you!" he growls. He noses the ball away from him and then pounces on it. Rolls it away, pounces on it. He does this a few times, then thinks, "This is no fun! Hmmm, how can I get that cat to come back and play with me, without admitting she was right?"
Bernie thinks and thinks. Finally, he decides a treat would do it. Bernie grabs one of his chew toys and thinks this would make a fine present.
"Hey cat!" Bernie yells. "Cat!"
Flyer looks at him and says haughtily, "My NAME is Flyer. If you want to talk to me, call me by my name!"
"Um, Flyer?" Bernie says tentatively.
"How would you like this chewy? It is one of my favorites!" he asks.
"What makes you think I would like that nasty ole thing?" she asks.
Bernie growls at hearing her reply. Then he realizes she won't play if he upsets her.
Flyer also realizes she should tread lightly with Bernie until she's assured of his friendship.
So Bernie stops growling and lowers his head while wagging his tail. At the same time, Flyer says, "I'm sorry, it's a nice toy. I just don't want it. I'll play, but I want respect and friendship. Can you do that?"
Edited by author Mon Aug 31, '15 11:31pm PST
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