Canine Convos
Blanca's Journal Entry On Her Identity Crisis

Today, the female alpha was praising me for my ability to alert her to the sound of another dog barking so far away, that her feeble human ears could not hear. After I relayed the message to her of the passing stray dogs 3 clicks to the south, she patted my head and said:
"Okay, go outside my good floof dragon. Yes, you're a good floofy dragon. Go on."
As I ran outside to await the stray dogs to get closer to my property so I could warn them away I could not help but wonder: What is a floof dragon? They have called me this ever since I was a pup, and I have never wondered until now.
It recently dawned on me that I do not know what a 'dragon' is. Or a 'floof.' One of the Cats, Daisy, said to her understanding, 'floof' is a word the alpha human uses for those of us pets with longer fur.
And that is fine. I have long fur, and alpha human says it is the most beautiful fur. But dragon? I know Cat. Dog. Bird. Bunny. SKUNKNONOBAD!STAYAWAYFROMSKUNK!, Opossom, Chicken. But I have never seen my human point at a 'dragon.'
I also am under the understanding that I am a Dog. I have confirmed with the 4-legged Pack mates that this is true. Mocha, Apollo, Lily, and even Link before he went to the Rainbow Bridge, have confirmed that I am a dog. Nana and Crystal, the two wisest and oldest cats have confirmed that I am a 'drooling, stinky, dog.' The Dog Pack assures me I smell just fine.
If I am a dog, then why does the Alpha say that I am a floof dragon? Does she not know that I am Dog? How can I explain this to her so she understands that she has me confused with another animal?
But Alpha becomes so happy when she says that I am a good floof dragon. Should I just let her lead a blissful life of ignorance? Oh, my poor Alpha. I would never lie to you, but I don't have the heart to tell you that I am a Dog.
What would the Goodest Dog do? Would they break their two-legged leaders heart and tell them the truth, that they are not a 'dragon,' whatever that may be, and that they are a Dog? Or would they let their alpha think whatever they want?
Oh, it is so hard to be a good dog.
Mocha, the oldest of us Dogs, says that I should just let the human be happy. Mocha says it is our job to make sure that our human Pack members stay happy, and it is our job to protect them, as they cannot fend for themselves in these ways. She says I should protect the human by allowing her to think that I am a dragon.
Mocha is very wise, and much older than I am. But I still worry. What if the humans figure out that I am not a 'dragon' one day, and then banish me from the pack? Brother Apollo says that the human would never do anything so horrible.
I only want my human to love me forever. For now, I will let her smile lead the way. Especially because she has a treat in her hand.
As long as I am a good floof dragon, I shall continue to be whatever she wants me to be. Especially if she continues to give me treats.
A good dog must do what a good dog must do, after all.
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Hope Martin
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Comments (2)
Hi-'h' ~ Long way from your (4) letter word Standup-Schtick - I so enjoyed this. btw; just yesterday I saw a miniature 'Chiwawa' roaming the market with a 'Therapy Dog' banner. 'j'
Great work! Fantastic!