There they were, Bonnie and Beau, coming back from the park and they were not alone. They were with ANOTHER DOG. Not just any dog but Daisy, the poodle upstairs. As Abby watched their return from her favourite spot on the balcony, she got more and more frustrated. Why was she sitting here while they went to the park with DAISY!?! Why was she not there enjoying a good game of catch. Finally, her frustration all came out. She barked angrily to the world. “Why Me? Why am I stuck here?”
My mother, who was visiting, rushed to the balcony to tell Abby to be quiet. Before she could get there, Abby came bounding in. She was practically leaping in the air with each bark (which as you know is no mean feat for a Scottie).
She was mad. She wanted to go to the park and she wanted to go now. My mother, having heard enough of the tirade, told Abby, “You just be quiet now!”
Abby stopped, looked at my Mother and then proceeded to walk over to a stack of books on my coffee table and push them all off with her nose.
My mother could not believe it. This was a doggie temper tantrum. She had not seen something like this since I was two.
Abby calmed down after that. However, she was a little cool to Daisy for going to the park with her boyfriend, Beau, and her good friend, Bonnie.