Lucy: So, Xena, what do you think of the new dogs in the house? They’ve been here over a week. I wonder if that means we are keeping them.
Xena: They do look familiar. I think Mommy grooms them. But they won’t play with me. I try and try. I grab their stuffies and shake them in their faces and run, and nothing. Then I do the same with my stuffies. Nothing.
Lucy: That’s ’cause Maggie is 10 years old. But I did see her chewing on your new birthday bully horn.
Xena: That’s not exactly a group activity. So I took it away from her. ‘Cause it’s mine. And she can’t have it.
Lucy: And Dora forgets who Dad is and barks at him every day when he gets home from work.
Xena: Maybe that’s what happens when you turn nine.
Lucy: Just before their folks left, I heard their Dad mumble something about Dora not being the brightest bulb in the lamp.
Xena: Well, they have just about stolen our Mommy and Daddy.
Lucy: I don’t mind Mom sleeping in the other bedroom with them. That means I can sleep in the big bed with Dad all night long.
We are Lucy and Xena the Schnauzer Warrior Princess, the ONLY permanent resident dogs in our house.