What were we talking about? Big Ideas? Here’s another Big Idea for you – RODENT CONTROL!
Squirrels all over this neighborhood, running amok! And brazen!! Almost every time I walk one of my giant family members, a squirrel is scurrying around. And they chatter, all the time. I don’t understand Squirrel, but I just know they are saying disrespectful things to me and my family. I must therefore defend the family’s honor, and I chase them. The cowards, they always scamper up a tree. I leap up the tree trunk after them, prodigiously high, but they always scurry higher. I wish I had their sharp little claws to climb up after one of them. Then I would clamp that rodent in my powerful jaws, and rarrarararar, I would shake shake shake it, till it squeaks for mercy and promises never to say a disrespectful thing to me again. That’s one of my greatest wishes in life.
Rocket, my miniature poodle friend who sometimes is not so nice, says, “Be careful what you wish for, kid. Some of those squirrels are as big as you are. And they have very sharp teeth. They could tear you to shreds if you got too close.” I don’t care. One day I am going to get my jaws around one of those rodents. If it kills me, then I will die a happy poodle. RODENT CONTROL – a Big Idea worth dying for, that’s what I say.
Want another Big Idea? How about GOOD VERSUS EVIL? Really BIG IDEA!
Where does Evil exist? Would you believe, in the toilet at my country house? Yes, there is an evil troll living there. I have never seen him, but every time the toilet flushes, the troll starts gurgling insults at my giant family. What he says exactly, I don’t know; but I know it is unspeakably evil. I must snarl and bark fiercely at him, grargrargrarararararroufroufrouf, until I finally silence him and the insults stop.
Where else does Evil exist? I’m not sure, but I think the poodle who lives in the closet door is evil, even though he is quite handsome. When daMama opens that door and I am where I like most to be, right at her feet, that poodle always appears. Sometimes I just ignore him and then he doesn’t bother anyone. But sometimes his impudence is too much to tolerate, and so I must snarl and bark at him to make him go away. He just snarls and barks right back. So disrespectful! Then I rise up on my powerful haunches to show him I am ready to fight, and he does exactly the same thing. He gets right in my face, and he will not back down! I am fully prepared to do battle with him, but daMama always breaks it up and then closes the closet door. Thank goodness, the evil poodle goes away then. At least I think he’s evil.
Big Ideas, people – Territorial Defense, Rodent Control, Evil! They all mean big responsibilities for a warrior poodle. Wonder why I’m a little jumpy sometimes? Think about it. If you had all this responsibility, it would take a toll on your nerves, too. You’d feel like curling up in one of your comfy beds, wouldn’t you? Yes, I think I will.