7.10.2011

July 9, 2011


White Dog and the rest of The White Dog Army met us at the door. It was 2 am, a fact we were reminded of as five pairs of eyes turned from Steve and I to the clock and then back again. We were returning home from week two of opera season.

"WHERE were you?" Quinn admonished, speaking before WD could get the words out. "We were VERY worried," Puff added. "And hungry," concluded YoYoMa.

"Who would have guessed that Faust was a long opera," I said. "Did you know originally it was over five hours in length. Just be glad modern producers shorten it up!"

"Don't go getting huffy," White Dog said. "We have waited and worried and we know it is a long dark drive home." "Like you tell ME, momma, a little less attitude," Nuka yipped.

"Sorry," I apologized, "It is late and I didn't mean to be flip about your concern. But we DID bring you home some chicken strips from the picnic."

"What do you say, White Dogs, should we accept her sorry?" White Dog asked the crowd as everyone sidled closer and sniffed at the box in my hands. "Sure, ok, chicken makes things even in our book," the WDA mumbled around the huge chicken strips each mouth was holding.

"By the way," asked White Dog as she looked up from her chicken held between her paws, "how was Faust?"

"It was a devil of a good story and production," Steve impishly laughed.

6 comments:

Stella said...

Did you get a laugh out of the Army? A chuckle? Maybe just a smile?

I thought it was furry funny!

Kisses,
Stella

rottrover said...

Me, too!!

♥♥♥ The OP Pack ♥♥♥ said...

Ha ha - that was a good one. We would have been very worried if our humans stayed out that late - Mom barely makes it past 9:00 p.m. here most nights. Glad you had a great time.

Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, and Ciara

Kari in WeHo said...

way to bribe some happiness from the army ;)

Kari
http://dogisgodinreverse.com

Fiona, as typed by Dr. Liz said...

"A devil of a good story" - Mom is chuckling! (She's all into the Faustian thing of selling your soul to the devil and finding redemption - or in the Marlowe version, not finding redemption and being condemned for all eternity. Whatever.... Heehee.) As for us; we find that chicken goodies can provide absolution for most evils! ;-)

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Mr. Pip said...

Chicken strips, yum! I think I would take them over Faust any old day.

Your pal, Pip