The thought occurred to me, you must think that Inky and his mob are planning new grief for me all the time. The truth is that, like most pups, they spend a lot of time curled up in a favorite chair, or on the sofa, or even on the floor. They also play a lot, and they eat everything in front of them. But I don't write about them unless they are messing with me. They also do that a lot. Libby, my long suffering wife sees all this and is not always thrilled, so it was with some uneasiness that I approached her about Inky and his troops going to California with us.
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND? TAKE DOGS ON OUR VACATION?"
Well, we're off to a good start. "Libby, take it easy," I said. "We were just batting the idea around."
She looked at me sweetly and said, "Well, you better just bat this one out of the park!"
That's when I noticed that Inky, Pancho and Spots were peeking around the corner of the doorway. Some help they were! "OK, dear, we'll talk later." I backed out of the room, sat down in my favorite chair and immediately found myself surrounded by the Inky gang.
Inky hopped up in my lap and said, "John! You caved! What happened to all that charm? I thought you were going to turn on the sweet talk!"
"Hey, she had a ten-inch skillet in her hand at the time. I guess approaching her while she was cooking dinner was a bad idea. Maybe we ought to wait until after we eat."
Inky gave me a withering evil eye. "I'm disappointed in you! You are our icon, our great example. You are a wussie!"
I AM BEING CONNED! "Wait a minute, you Chinese fur ball! I noticed you and your gang of two were hiding around the corner! You could have come in and showed your support. You left me hanging out there all alone. Some pal you are!"
I must have struck a chord, because he turned around and came back. He grumbled something to the other two and they all proceeded to hop up into my lap and snuggle. "I'm sorry, John, I never should have called you a wussie. It's just that we all are so excited about the possibility of going on a trip with you." They all gave me a kiss and hopped down. The ball is clearly in my court again.
"Hey, guys, I haven't given up. We have two months to change Libby's mind and a lot of things can change in two months." I could see they were waiting for some kind of encouragement so I added "How about this? How about if we go shopping for some vacation clothes?"
Inky's eyes lit up and he turned and grumbled something to the others. Immediately everyone started to dance around. Inky said "OK, that's more like it! Just call us when you are ready to go!"
The vacation thickens!
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