Bunny here, finally able to type at the keyboard.
Well, I'm not going to lie. I'm feeling a little left out lately. Lilac and Blueberry both seem to have some kind of understanding with Morgan, but she keeps trying to put my whole head in her mouth and put her paws on my back and I don't like it. Plus, I got in trouble with Dad when I told her off. This is really not the way a Greyhound princess is meant to live.
I was really happy last night when Mom got out my perfume, a fancy collar and my harness and told Morgan to go in the crate. It was time for me to go visit at the nursing home and since Dad had a meeting, that meant that I was the only one going. My tail wagged for the first time this week.
We arrived at the nursing home and I was ecstatic to see my civilized canine friends there. It was just wonderful to do a little socializing. I watched Vinny and Chip do some tricks to entertain the people down in the Alzheimer's wing and Lil had her special stool with her so she could get up high enough to visit with the residents who couldn't bend down to pet her. Max and Journey were there, too, working the crowd and sharing tail wags. Everybody, canine and human, was happy to see me and I was glad I went to bring good cheer, because it surely brought me some. It's funny how that works!
By the time we left, I was feeling much better, until I started thinking about Morgan pouncing on me when we got home. Then something amazing happened. Mom turned into Dairy Queen and I got my own strawberry sundae. It was such a wonderful night. I wasn't expecting to get ice cream, but Mom said I'd done such a wonderful job visiting that I'd earned it.
The best part was coming home smelling like strawberry sundae when nobody else got any! I'm glad that Mom remembers that I'm special after all. Now I just need to get Morgan to understand how one treats royalty.
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