Impeachment Sends Louie to School
Italian Greyhounds, puppies, dogs, adventures, thoughts, issues
Whew! What a whirlwind!
After going on a treasure hunt, a road trip, and travelling to Italy as a special envoy for First Dog Bo and the White House, I arrived home in Arizona thinking that I could go back to the life that I left behind. Not so, Delfina told me as I walked in the front door, exhausted and just a bit travel-worn.
“See what’s happened since you’ve been gone,” Delfina screeched as she held up a piece of paper with official insignia. “You’ve been absent for so long that Bill Gruber has gotten you impeached and removed as dog catcher. Good going, Louie.”
Months earlier, I had been elected as dog catcher. Since then, I had been swept along by events and living life. What’s so wrong with that? I’m a party animal. Gruber, the former dog catcher, had found a technical disqualifier that said I must have a minimum educational background. Even though I was home schooled, like most dogs, I needed to have a diploma or some kind of certification.
“So just go to school,” Mea said. The whole troupe had followed me home. What a loyal group they were. “It’s not so hard and you should sail right through. You might even like it.”
“I know just the perfect place!” Karma chimed in. “You should go to Milk Bone Pickens High. It’s really modern and they have all the latest technology. Every dog gets a computer and learns from e-books. Besides, the girls and I want to be cheerleaders!”
I started thinking. Hmm, this isn’t the worst thing in the world. Besides, did I really want to deal with the dark side of being a dog catcher and see the sordid cruelties I would be exposed to? I’m too young to be scarred by the realities of the world. I need to maintain my optimistic youth and hang onto it for as long as possible.
I looked over at Gregio who had his tail between his legs. What did you do, I asked with my eyes.
“Will the teacher get mad if I’m not potty trained?,” he sputtered with a worried look on his face.
We all laughed. We’re Italian Greyhounds. We’re known for our accidents!