There was a knock at the door the other day and there they were… the little people were back!
My tickledy toenails! Did you ever?
Not only were the little people back but they also brought Alpha’s parental agents from the farm with them.
I gave them all a jolly good sniff.
Could smell Bella and Zorro – the farm dogs.
Am always very partial to the smell of their car too.
Caught all sorts of delicious pongs lingering in various nooks and crannies.
Our house was full of people and the baskie bed was back on the floor too – but in the other room this time.
Had to watch out that I did not get trampled in the crush.
A tad confuzzling for a small doglet, I can tell you.
Plus there was noise… lots of noise.
Ralphie could only handle so much of the patting and pawing that the little people dished up.
He slunk back under the bed and pretended to be invisible. Sjoe!
Even I got tired after a while.
A gal can only play ball so much.
Tried hiding under the table next to mom’s desk but they found me.
Worse, they are so small they can crawl in there too.
The little girl person crept in next to me and held my paw.
Mom chased us out – she said it was bad enough trying to work with all the clatter but worrying about rolling over body parts with her chair was too much to contemplate. (It’s that time of year when she’s busy organising that wretched conference thingy of hers and she gets full of nonsense and snappy with us.)
In fact she downright ignores us half the time – happens every year.
Mom mentioned the little people and their mom were on their way back to Australia.
Wiggled my eyebrows.
Have no clue what Australia is and… this affects me how?
Well Fudges, she said – after this you won’t be seeing them for ages.
And next time they come they probably won’t be your willing little ball slaves either.
Or… you’ll be too old and creaky to run after that ball.
How rude! Me old and creaky. What nonsense.
But just in case, I gave the little boy person a nudge and pushed my wet slobbery ball onto his foot.
He did not even flinch – just picked it up and flung it at the wall.
