In which Violet Greer talks to animals.
As I’m sure you are aware, the holidays can be brutal. Everyone running around trying to get ready for their winter holiday of choice. It can be exhausting. My fingers are cramping up from all the knitting I’ve been doing. Then there’s the baking and decorating and wrapping.
I was called to see Tanner this week because he seemed “withdrawn” according to his family. You may remember Tanner from this post and this one. He lives with two small children which doesn’t always translate to the type of relaxing life he desires. It seems he has taken over the kid chair and won’t give it up. His owner called in a panic because she brought the chair home from the store and was planning to hide it before the kids came home from school. Tanner wouldn’t budge.
“I love this chair! It’s perfect for me,” Tanner said.
“Um, Tanner?” I said.
“I was starting to feel really neglected, but this just proves I am still top dog around here.”
“Before those kids came along I got all the best stuff. But this chair is the best present ever!”
“Don’t you think it’s a little small for you?”
“But you can’t stretch out. You have to curl up in a ball.”
“Yeah, that’s the way I like to relax.”
“What about your nice big bed, over there?” I pointed into the other room.
“Yeah, the girls can have that one. This one is right where the action is!”
The owner began casting desperate glances in my direction and tapping her watch.
“The kids will be home soon, Tanner.”
“I know! Wait until they see this!”
I decided to accept defeat. I told the owner to buy something else for the kids and let Tanner keep the bed.
Thanks to Kris and Tom for the picture ~ de