A Rat Tale

Here's a little illustrated story about Wilson.....

First some background info.....

I picked up Wilson as a 14 week old pup at a big dog show in Lexington, KY. We drove about 10 hours and met up with Marla at the motel most of the people were staying at. After such a long drive, we of course spent the night. We went out to dinner with a bunch of Cardi-folk and Wilson spent the night in our room. I guess we met with Marla's approval and we were allowed to take Wilson home the next day. She taped up his ears, and said, "Here, take this, it's his rat. He loves it." His "rat" was actually a Kong brand small squirrel stuffie that had been well loved, chewed, and soiled. But, forever after, we called it his Rat. We've gone through several iterations of the Rat as they've worn out and gotten just too gross. Wilson is delighted every time we present him with a new one. He has a little dance he likes to do that we call "the bucking bronco". It is exactly what it sounds like, he bucks back and forth like a horse, all the while wagging his tail furiously. Pure joy and glee! Well, he got a new Rat for Christmas this year and that makes Jimmy mad! This is the one toy Wilson will defend fiercely and we are watchful lest it turns into a real fight.

Yesterday, we were playing indoor fetch, and Wilson wanted to use the Rat instead of his usual Cuz. Jimmy was a tad miffed but the game went along OK. When it ended, however, a power struggle ensued. Jimmy wanted that Rat and he wasn't going to take NO! for an answer!

This is mine. Back off!

Read my lips! MINE!

Too bad! I'm taking it!

At this point there was lots of growling going on. I stepped in to settle things down a bit. I took it away from Jimmy and gave it back to the rightful owner.

Ha! Ha! Jimmy! I told you it was mine AND she likes me better! Neener!

Wilson still wasn't comfortable with the situation and ran around trying to hide the Rat from Jimmy. Look at that glaring expression.

Try to take it now, you jackass!

Even with his back up against a wall, Wilson still wasn't pleased, and made a break for it..........

Jimmy: Do you really think you can out run me?! Really!!??

Wilson fled to his favorite perch in the guest bedroom.....

I'll just keep a-hold of this, thank you very much.

At this point, I had other things to go do than act as referee, so I took the rat away from Wilson and put it out of reach on the dresser. Both boys needed a calming time-out. Jimmy had other thoughts........

Just a little higher...almost...almost......

How do you like me now?!

All of about  two seconds later.......

OK, I'm bored with it. What can we do now?

Have a great weekend, Everyone! Hope y'all get to play with your favorite toy!