Something very, very frightening, even terrifying, happened to me last night.
You might know that Mr Bumpy is a really horrible bully. He bites my ears, and he attacks Percy.
The other day he had Percy cornered so that Percy couldn't get away, and I did the bravest thing. I just ran straight between them, and while Bumpy was confused, Percy and I both got away.
But last night there was nowhere to get away to.
I was lying on the couch, minding my own business. I'd rearranged the blankies so I was completely comfortable.
Then out of nowhere, Mr Bumpy appeared, and then just snuggled up beside me.
I was very frightened, because Bumpy's pretended to be my friend before, and then taken a big nasty bite of my ear.
(Mum has holes in her ears. She hangs shiny things in them sometimes. Do you think Bumpy bit her ears, too?)
I tried to get away.
But there was really nowhere to go except the cat towers. And I'm not very good at climbing those.
I couldn't back up because Bumpy was right there. I was stuck with nowhere to go, and Bumpy was starting to look like he might attack me, and I didn't know what to do.
Then Mum picked me up! She said "ouch" because she has arthritis, and I'm a little bit big, but she picked me up anyway because she loves me and she saw I was in trouble. She put me on the floor so I could get away.
Mum said because it's autumn and the weather's getting cooler, Bumpy might actually have wanted to cuddle me to stay warm, but she understood why I didn't want to take the risk.
I'm very glad Mum loves me so much, and I'm safe now. Oh, and Mum and Mr D are getting groceries today, so I might get a new toy, so that's good too.
Licks and tail wags,
Miss Fantasia Dog,
(Call me Fanta.)