Sunday, December 2, 2012

"Ling" - Falling over while feeding


Morning? Wow! Hey look, the sun is out. Man that feels good. It's as though my whole body just went through a moment  of pure bliss. All warm and  fuzzy inside. The light from the sun is so bright  and all the colors are so clear. So this is what a new day looks like. Great isn't it?
My tummy could use some food. I wonder where that woman is? Oh look here she comes now. Food!
I think she feeding me with dog food again. Maybe she knows that I am not really fussy at this stage. Anything will do. She really is gentle. She holds me up when I start to fall over and she wipes my mouth when I mess. Still with the "Piep! Piep". I wonder if she thinks that she is actually making sense. Maybe she believes that all I need is some encouragement. Softly murmuring all the time she is feeding me.
The food is going straight to my stomach now. I feel so full of energy that I can just take right off. Oops! I think I will have to first learn to stand properly. Get a good grounding for takeoff. Feet firmly on the ground and...Oops! Again.
Oh well, that might take a while. I'm sure I'll get the hang of it soon.
Look who's come to visit. Its that strange dog again. He seems very concerned with this feeding process. A little moaning on his part too. Look at the way he is staring at me. What on earth does he want. Is he waiting for me to fatten up so that he can eat me? He is far too excited to just be an observer. Maybe he is meant to watch over me and protect me. If that is the case, I would say he is doing a good job.
Now where is she going? She is not going to leave that dog here with me, is she? Oh! OK. She is calling him to go with her. "Phatty come!" she called.Whew! Imagine that. All alone with "mister pick me up in his mouth". Where did he get his name from. He is not fat, or slow for that matter. Phatty...mmm...Phatty...maybe because he is a phat dog. Do you even get phat dogs?
Right! The coast is clear. I think I'll try to make a run for it. After all, she is gone, and the dog is gone. Wait a minute. Where is that other strange dog she calls "Musch, Musch"? He seems very sly. Tiptoeing around so nobody can hear where he is. I saw him jump all in one bound, up onto a windowsill. That's not normal for a dog I thought. I thought I heard him hovering around my box last night. He let out a strange soft bark  "Meow". At first I thought I was imagining it. Just pushed the thought aside at the time. But now that I am standing here all alone...I wonder where he is? I get this creepy feeling he is watching me from somewhere. Somewhere close. Wait I can hear "Purr. Purr."

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