What If...?

Last night, Laura was playing a game of "What If...?" in which she was brainstorming ideas for some stories she might like to write. I always like to try to help Laura, so I decided I would play too.

I didn't come up with as many ideas as Laura, but I had one that I thought was pretty good. How about this:

What if everybody knew that I am a Princess?

What do you think?

I think that could be a good story. Think about it:

1. If everyone knew that I am a Princess, I wouldn't have to be bored anymore when Laura is working on her computer, because I would always have people to play with me. Everybody wants to be in the presence of royalty, so my loyal subjects would be lining up every day to visit me, and they would all want to stroke my ears, rub my tummy, and give me nice bum massages.

2. If everyone knew that I am a Princess, I wouldn't have to stay behind when Laura goes out, because nobody would dare to say that a Princess couldn't come into their house.

3. If everyone knew that I am a Princess, I wouldn't have to walk anywhere anymore. Every time Laura wanted to go for a walk, my loyal subjects would build a chariot for me and they would carry me in it, so I could be with Laura on her walks and still sleep.

That's a story I would like to read.

When I told Laura about it, however, she said, "Thank you, Princess Kendal" in that way people do when they're being polite but they're not really going to use your idea.

Hmph!

Night Patrol

Usually when Laura is in the bathroom, I like to rest on our bed. I know it's my job to be with Laura and look after her and protect her from bad people, but sometimes even a Princess needs a break. Our bathroom is in the middle of our house, so I figure Laura is safe in there.

Last night, however, while Laura was having her bath, I heard scary noises. There were explosions going off outside. Lots of them. Sometimes a whole bunch of little ones in quick succession and sometimes really loud ones.

I ran into the bathroom as quickly as I could to make sure Laura was okay, and I sat right beside her while she had her bath to keep her safe and help her not to be frightened.

House Rules

One thing I don't like about visiting is that some people have funny house rules.

Like at my Mum and Dad's house: They have a really big room with all sorts of comfy furniture in it -- but they only let humans sit on the furniture! What is up with that? Also, my Mum keeps most of the beds in secret rooms behind closed doors. Only my Dad lets me go in his bedroom, but his bed is really tall, and I cannot jump that high.

There is one room, however, in which Laura and I usually stay when we visit. That room is supposed to have my bed in it. But ever since Laura moved our big red bed to our new home, it's been hard to find a place to sleep in my Mum and Dad's house, even in our old room.


Hmph! Laura didn't leave much room up here for me. I don't know why all of her bags need to be on this sofa.


Hah! I made a spot for me!


Shh! Don't tell anyone I'm up here!


Uh-oh. Someone's coming.


If I pretend to be asleep, maybe they won't make me get down.

Visiting

Laura brought a car home this week and we used it to go and visit my Mum and Dad. I like to visit them and all of my other friends who come 'round to see me at their house like Melissa and Leanne.

Laura took me to visit my friends Barb and Trevor too, which I guess was okay. (Barb poked me in the bum and then she stuck my arm with a needle, but afterwards she gave me a pretty red bracelet, so I decided to forgive her.)

Sometimes when I am at my Mum & Dad's house my friend Claire comes to visit me -- but she didn't come this time. I was sad about that. Claire didn't come to my birthday party either. I haven't seen her in a long time and I miss her.



Maybe I can help Laura to find another reason to have a party, and then Claire could come to it.

It's BEDTIME, Laura!

Last night Laura didn't go to bed until 10:15 this morning!

Now, before you go on saying, "Princess Kendal, that doesn't make any sense," -- I know!

I know it doesn't make sense. That's my point! Bedtime is supposed to be at bedtime, not after breakfast the next day.

I know when it's bedtime, and I try to tell Laura, but sometimes she gets so busy, she doesn't pay attention.

Inspiration

This afternoon Laura and I were out walking when we saw another dog out for a walk with his human. That other dog was so tired, he had lain down on the sidewalk. Sprawled flat out on his side, he was, too tired to go one more step.

When the other dog heard us coming, however, he lifted his head. Then, when he saw me, he got so excited, he sprang right back up onto his feet again! I said "hello" to him and checked him out to make sure he was okay. Then he was ready to continue on with his walk.

Laura says it is good to be such an inspiration to others.

Towel Games

Towel games are the most fun to play!
Here is how you play them:

First, your human gets the towel and she has to try to throw the towel on top of you.
Your job is to jump out of the way and to grab the towel in your mouth.
If your human succeeds in getting the towel onto you, you have to find a way to get it off. Then you grab the towel and run away, and your human has to chase you!


Sometimes I let Laura think she is winning the towel game.
(It is important to let your human believe this every now and again. You don't want her to get discouraged and stop playing with you!)


Then I take the towel and run and jump onto the futon.
If I can get the towel away from Laura and get onto the futon with it, I win!

Back in the olden days, Laura only used to play towel games with me if I went outside in the rain or the snow or the mud first. Slowly, however, I have been training her to play towel games every time I come back in from being outside. (Why should we miss out on such a fun game, just because the ground is dry and the sun is shining?)

Laura has been getting pretty good at remembering to play towel games with me every time, but sometimes she still forgets, and I have to remind her. This gave me an idea:

Since Laura sometimes forgets about our towel game, maybe I could convince her that she had even forgotten that I'd been outside! I don't always like going outside because it has been cold outside lately, and there is a big step down into our backyard that's scary for a little puppy like me, and the top step even sinks when you step on it -- and that's super scary! I love to play towel games with Laura though, so I tried this:

First I got Laura's attention and got her to open the patio door for me.
Then I waited in the kitchen for a couple of minutes.
Then, once Laura had closed the door again, I ran over to my towel and tried to get Laura to pull it down off its railing.

It didn't work though.
Laura remembered that I hadn't really been outside.

Drat.