Sunday, February 05, 2012

The pirates

Imagine you are Scrubs. You are sleeping, soundly, on your doggie bed. Suddenly you are jarred awake by two boys pointing one store bought and one homemade sword at you. You dodge. You try to evade. Finally you do what you must do. You must find their mom.

*****

While folding clothes in Abigail's room, all of a sudden, Scrubs comes in and lays down right behind me. A few seconds later two little boys emerge, swords in hand.

"Where's Scrubby?" Isaac asks.

"Hiding behind me," I reply and then it all begins to come together in my mind. "Boys? Why is Scrubby hiding behind me?"

"We're pirates!" Elijah replies.

"Pirates?" I ask.

"Yes, pirates," big brother explains. "And Scrubby has to get out of the boat."

*****

Now before you go feeling so sorry for Scrubs, you should remember that this dog reaps great rewards for putting up with three young children. Sure he struggles to find a place to take a nap and yes he is constantly having children pull and poke him in who knows where. But in return, he gets to clean up under the table after they eat. He gets to scour the highchair for any remaining food. He gets to lick up spilled drinks.

And he gets three more people to love him.

What a great dog.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

"Scrubby has to get out of the boat" Too funny!!! There's never a dull moment in your house!
Cheryl

Joy Z said...

I'm laughing!

Last night, Tyson was violated by the end of a squirt gun by a little one-year-old girl. Poor Tyson. He was hiding too. He didn't complain, just hid.

Oh yeah, and the squirt gun went straight into the trash.