Remember how I've been telling you about the nice humans in my neighbourhood? Well, I wouldn't want you to get the wrong impression that everyone here is nice because that would be a lie.
This morning, I was waiting outside Woollie's for My Cushion to buy some milk and juice.
When he came out, a human started scolding him and told him I bit her mini-human! and was a vicious dog! and should be muzzled!
My Cushion tried to tell her that I was A Good Girl and would NEVER do something like that but she only scolded him some more. The human's Other Half (who had their own BigDog with him) told her to stop because nothing had happened and I didn't bite her mini-human but she just told him to keep quiet. Then some other human who was there said he knew me and I was The Friendliest Dog In Balmain, but she wouldn't believe him either. Then she pushed My Cushion in the chest! and some other humans had to come between them to stop the squabble.
My Cushion was very upset, and so was The Typist when he came home and told her what happened. My humans wish they knew what really happened to get the mini-human's mama so upset but since she was incoherent, I guess they'll never know.
This has made my humans even more determined to take me somewhere nice to live. I don't know where this will be. Maybe the moon.
Sadly yours, The Accused Georgia Little Pea.
Who gets to choose, me or someone else?
3 weeks ago