Bud Meets Batman
Mom has a new worker. I smell a dog scent on her. Her name is Jamie and she loves dogs. She gives me kisses. When I sniff, I try to find out more about this dog I smell on her. I don’t think it is a big dog, but whatever it is, it’s a boy. I just need to be around that scent to figure out what he is.
Mom says, “Buddy, today is the day I want you to meet Jamie’s dog. I don’t trust you to not jump on him, so I’m putting the bad collar on you so I’m in charge.”
Oh boy, I try to hide in my crate, but my crate is locked up and Jamie helps Mom. No fair—they’re ganging up on me.
“Buddy, you are meeting this dog in the garage where you are in neutral territory.”
We go to the garage and mom opens the big door to the street where I see Jamie’s car. Mom sits down on a chair in our garage and puts the gentle leader on me. Is this a test? I try to be a good boy, but sometimes I mess up. I see Jamie get something out of her car. What do I see? It looks like a small cat. It’s too small to be a dog. I watch Jamie walk over to us with something on a leash.
The thing just walks over next to me and sits down and he looks at me. I give him a sniff. He smells like a dog, but he looks like a bat or maybe a bunny or no maybe a bat? The thing is right next to me now. What are you? The thing smells like a dog. It is a dog I think? Yes, it is a dog. He bowed down to invite me to play. Yes, I like this little guy. He growls like a big bad dog. He is a small dog, but he thinks he’s big dog. Oh Mom, I think I like this little guy. He wants to play like a big dog.
We go into the house and I run to grab my big Kong toy and Batman hangs on to one end and I swing him around like my stuffed animals except he growls and barks. I like his company. I am so happy to have another dog in the house. Even though he looks like a bat, he barks and plays like a dog. I just know that we will be the best of friends. Jamie tells me that his name is Batman…how appropriate!
After that first meeting, Batman continued to visit and still does to this very day whenever Jamie is working. He gets in my crate to sleep next to me. When I sleep, he keeps me company and we sleep on my dog bed together in the living room, too. We play tug-a-war and Mom and Jamie laugh and laugh. He is strong for a small dog. Batman is in our pack now. Sometimes when he is leaving, Batman runs and hits the doggy door with his head when it’s closed for the cats. I tell him to be careful because he could knock himself out. We take care of each other. I love him for his big dog attitude and because he looks like a bat and always has my back. We’re back to two big dogs in our pack again.