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Aug. 3rd, 2007
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this reminds me....
Aug. 3rd, 2007 09:59 pmBobby was a childhood pet of my family. He was a huge black cat with an aloof attitude and take-no-shit approach to other household pets, even moreso as he got older, especially moreso after he lost a leg to cancer. His tripod shape didn't slow him down - he could still go up stairs and jump on furniture and I witnessed at least one valiant attempt to scratch the sofa. He could warm up to you (especially if you had bacon in hand) but he needed time to hide under the bed and think about it.
Bobby barely tolerated my grandmother's dog, Lily. Lily was a toy smooth Dachshund (shoulda grown up to be only 6 pounds, but with my grandmother's cooking she inflated to a bloated-tick 12) who wanted to be everyone (including Bobby's) Best! Friend! Ever! Were she human she would have and dotted her "i"'s with hearts and worn a lot of baby pink - think Chubby Huggs in canine form.
It is these two family pets that I think of when I see this image:
Bobby barely tolerated my grandmother's dog, Lily. Lily was a toy smooth Dachshund (shoulda grown up to be only 6 pounds, but with my grandmother's cooking she inflated to a bloated-tick 12) who wanted to be everyone (including Bobby's) Best! Friend! Ever! Were she human she would have and dotted her "i"'s with hearts and worn a lot of baby pink - think Chubby Huggs in canine form.
It is these two family pets that I think of when I see this image:
