Elsa or the Bug Eyed Assassin
There is a new addition to my family!
Elsa is a gentle little rescue dog who was “meant to be” ours and has been with us for three days now.
But my son wants us to rename her B.E.A. – the Bug Eyed Assassin.
I found Elsa on the same day Mackenzie, my grandgirl, brought her own dog for a visit. Kota is beautiful, graceful, gentle, and sweet. But Kota never stops moving. And Kota moves FAST.
Also at home on the pup’s move-in day were Bill and our son and daughter-in-law.
It was love at first sight when my daughter-in-law and I spotted Elsa. She (the dog, not my daughter-in-law) met all my stringent criteria and she slurped my fingers ever so gently. So I quickly became a doggie pawrent and began mentally listing all the “things” the poor little thing would require.
Elsa shook and shivered in the car all the way home and was obviously frightened and confused about meeting a bunch of strangers when we got there but she seemed to take it all in stride.
Then it happened. Kota (the ever moving speed demon) kept dashing around and around and around and came whizzing by Elsa once too often.
Elsa then used her secret weapon (her evil eye) and began a campaign to stop the whirling dervish in his tracks. You could say that sweet Elsa revealed another submerged personality that emerged as Alpha Dog B.E.A. (The Bug Eyed Assassin).
As the object of growling, and threatening shows of teeth, poor Kota actually stopped mid-stride and leaped to the safety of her mistress on a chair that was inaccessible to the short little crazed attacker.
Meanwhile The Assassin then patiently waited “on guard” for an opportunity to punctuate her message and stop the monster from any thought of advancing.
Kota Under Siege by Bug Eyed Assassin
Thereafter, if Kota thought about coming down from her safe place for a high-speed run, there was Elsa/BEA casting her “evil eye” at the twice-her-size new friend.
Laugh? Suffice to say I couldn’t breathe from laughing. We were all practically rolling on the floor.
It is quiet here now and the Assassin has gone back to being Sweet Little Elsa, the perfect pup.
She is 6 years old by the way, totally house trained, seems to love her two elderly new caregivers, sleeps at the foot of our bed on her Serta Sleeper Dog Mattress, and revels in tummy and ear rubs.
It must seem pretty boring here now though, with all the family gone home.
But do you suppose she misses Kota?
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