Poundaries

Smelly Old Man needs to learn some Poundaries.  He thinkses that he gets to pick me up whenever he wants to, but I don’t let him.  Sometimes when other peoples come over, he wants to put me in the other room so I can’t give them loves and jumps and kisseses, and when he tries to pick me up, I have to snap at him.  I haven’t had to bite him yet, but he has to learn.  We all have our Poundaries. 

This week I’m doing my first interview with renownededed human specialist, Melanie Cone, who knew my Smelly Old Man before I did.  She usually stays in the bedroom in her urn, but when Smelly Old Man goes out with Pretty Girl, Melanie comes to talk to me. 

Me:             Hi, Melanie Cone!  Smelly Old Man thinkses about you lots and lots of times, you know.

Melanie:   I would hope so since I was his Loverdy Doverdy Puppy.  We were together for lots of the cold times and the warm times… I think it was like ten of each.  We had lots of lovesers.  I liveded inside his heart and soul for all those times.  I only trieded to bite him once, and that was when I was getting near the end of my timesers on Earth and he gave me some pets, but he touched a place that hurteded me, so I snapped a little bit. 

Me:             Did he getteded mad at you when you did that?  He gets mad at me when I do.

Melanie:   No.  I think I scareded him too much.  I was lots bigger than you.  He used to be able to pick me up when I was little, and even for a while when I got Biggerer.  But then we both getteded sicker and sicker, and he couldn’t lift me up, and I couldn’t even jump up on the bed any more times.  That was a sad part.

Me:             Well what DID he do then?

Melanie:   He waiteded a little while, and then came and gave me kisseses and said about how he was all sorry that he hurteded me.  He won’t ever hurt you on purposes. 

Me:             I know.  Sometimes I just get mad at him. 

Melanie:   On my Last Day when the man came over with the stick with a little sharp thing in it, My Fred sitteded next to me and gave me lots of loves and pets, and he kept on trying not to let me see him cry, but I knew he was having a Sad.  I was sad because I knoweded that he wouldn’t have any more lovesers like we had.

Me:             I give him as many as I can.

Melanie:   I have to go back to the universe now.  I think you understand about that part.

Me:             Thank you, Melanie Cone for taking care of Smelly Old Man before I could.

Melanie:    Thank you for taking care of him now.