Quality time with my dog

[hazliya]

After a fairly rigorous training session (and a day at the vet), I felt that Elsa had earned some one-on-one playtime. Apparently, she had the same idea, as follows (italics are commands):

H: Hey, baby girl. Let's try this one out. Wait.
E: I am a paragon of composure.
H: Yes, I'm very impressed.
E: There are cookies on my feet.
H: Yes, I kn-
E: Cookies.
H: Yes.
E: On my feet.
H: I put them there.
E: ...Sadist.
H: I know. Okay.
E: HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPOS WHERE I AM ALL THE HIPPOS
H: You did good!
E: I HAVE LOST THE ABILITY TO FOCUS. HIPPO.

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H: All right, all right. Bring me a toy.
E: TOY.
H: Just pick one.
E: HONKY DUCK.
H: Of course. The honky duck.
E: HONK.
H: Can I have it?
E: HONK. HONK.
H: Drop it.
E: I WILL RUN INTO THE OTHER ROOM.
H: I'm not throwing it there, but okay.
E: THAT IS THE WRONG ROOM. YOU THROW FOR CRAP.
H: Why are you whacking him into the wall?
E: I NEED TO SNAP HIS NECK AND CRUSH HIS BONES.
H: Bring it here, baby.
E: HIPPO
H: Awesome. Capslock Elsa time.
E: HE IS STILL HONKING. HE IS NOT DEAD ENOUGH.
H: Leave poor honky duck alone. You're being unreasonable.
E: I WILL BEAT THE HONKING OUT OF HIM.
H: You do that. Mama has work to do.
E: HONK.
H: That's nice.
E: HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK. (whap whap whap) HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK. (whap thud whap) HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK. HONK.
H: Oh, for f- Elsa, want a cookie?
E: (skitters to bookshelf) Yes, please.

So that is why honky duck is now next to me on the couch, watching me type and enjoying the brief respite.

Also, Elsa met a baby today. More on this later.

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/_dragonwolf_/]

This is adorable and hilarious. :-)

[captainecchi.livejournal.com]

Seconded :)

[hntrpyanfar.livejournal.com]

<3 !!!

[purple-dj.livejournal.com]

As someone who finds continuous amusement in trying to figure out the mentality of his cat and probably projects a bit too much emotion in that effort, I find this highly amusing and awesome.