Ah ha! The slave is standing in the sun; thus, I, Aggie, have captured the computer for a while and will visit with my fans for the first time in many weeks.
Actually, I’d like to be in the sun also, but she may not leave the house again as she tends to huddle here in the kitchen when the days are dark and dreary. My work is really cut out when we have too many dark days because I have to try to keep her active, or she’ll fall into a mood that is darker than the day and either quit talking completely or will fly into a fit of yelling about the weather. She is one confusing person because she tells me we need rain and snow, and then when they come, she complains because the sun isn’t shining. If I try to argue with her, she looks at me as if I am one really dumb dog and tells me I just don’t understand anything.
If she would calm down and pay attention, she would know that I am one very intelligent pet because I can sense her feelings and can help her with them by just being in the chair beside her or sitting at her feet while she does her writing. I know when she is a little low and do my best to cheer her by bringing her my toys to play with and by demanding that she go outside with me even if it is cold and rainy. If she goes out with me, I can usually make her smile by having major runaways in the yard and by having her play ball with me. She even seems more relaxed when we return to the house and often gives me a treat to thank me for helping.
Such a slave probably thinks it is easy to live on this corner and to put up with her strange behavior, but I have news for her because she tends to make life more difficult than it really is. She seems to think of herself instead of thinking of me or anyone else and then wonders why she isn’t as happy as I. I have tried for years to prove to her that such selfishness is a waste of time and that she should follow my example of thinking of others instead of considering myself. I spend most of my time thinking about her and what I can do to please her; whereas, she thinks about her aches and pains (which she doesn’t really have) or thinking about something she wants (which she really doesn’t need) and getting into a turmoil for no real reason.
Were she thinking clearly, she would think about buying me some more toys and seeing that I have no aches or pains. She’d spend her time talking kindly to me and letting me do whatever I want to do.
She really has gotten out of control in re our Sunday drives and walks because she points out that rain is falling and she doesn’t want to get out of the car. At least, she has taken me for a drive and last Sunday finally took me for a very short walk in a park. I noticed that she didn’t shrink in the rain and even seemed to enjoy watching me frolic as we wandered around. She needs to realize that my Sunday walks are the most important events of the week and that a little bad weather won’t hurt her.
When you see her, please let her know that she needs to pay more attention to me than she does to herself and that she must avoid taking her feelings out on the only one who really cares what she does on our corner. She needs to learn from the best and practice what I teach her.