She had friends visit for lunch and they were all laughing and talking. And eating. And drinking. All above-table action. I was being ignored.
I am a West Highland Terrier. I am the world's most intelligent, cutest, most pearlescent dog.
I should be the centre of everyone's attention. But I wasn't.
So I barked. She tried to shooosh me. I kept barking. She kept shooshing. That's part of the fun. I bark, she shooshes.
"I'll put you in the bathroom." Not while I'm having so much fun, I thought.
A couple of the others chipped in. "Lochy, come here." "Lochy, let me pat you." They were all joining in.
She tried to grab hold of me but I kept running away.
Then everyone around the table was bending down trying to catch me. What a super game! Finally, they understood. I am the centre of attention.
I am faster than any of them with the advantage of standing while they are sitting. So I ran away. Then came back. Quick as a flash. More barking. More shooshing. More try-and-catch-Lochy.
Until I was outsmarted. Eight against one little Westie. Not fair.
She took me into the ensuite bathroom and there I stayed for the rest of the afternoon. At least I had my bed and water bowl. I didn't really mind. The afternoon sun comes into the bathroom and I can see out to the garden. It's cosy and I like the little pink and red floor tiles.
I could hear their human noises in the distance. Until I didn't.
Then she opened the door and I was curled up in my bed. I think she expected me to go charging out to freedom, but I was quite content there and a bit tired after playing with her friends.
I followed her because I was hungry. All the people were gone and there was a lot of glasses and plates on the kitchen bench.
There was a big telling-off.
"That's not the way to behave when we have guests," she said.
Why not? I barked.
"Because it's annoying. You are not the centre of the universe, people want to talk about other things."
Oh, yes I am and no they don't. What could be more important than playing with moi?
So I quickly ate my dinner in case she took it away from me as punishment and no speaks for the rest of the night.
Next morning, I rolled over on my back and she tickled my tummy. All was forgiven.
I can't wait to play that game again.
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