Bobby has a lot of fears, including cats.
When I saw this material (plastic tablecloth) to re-cover his bedbed, I wondered if it would scare himses.
pretend!
He dove (a leap into the air and pounce on it — this is only done a) when he’s expressing joy at a new cover or b) when something has scared him, not terrified him, and he leaps into bed like a little kid) into bedbed and happily panted.
‘Bobby? Aren’t you askert of them catses?’
He cocked his head to the side.
I pointed to a cat. ‘DEM catses.’
He stuck his schnoozle where I was pointing, sniffed, then snorted (a harrumph) and assured me, ‘Sissy, dem ain’t real catses. They’s PRETEND!’
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Awww, Bobby’s no dummy, that’s for sure. Him knows the difference! That’s cute that he likes his new cover. I love him!
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He always likes the new covers — he gets upset that you take off the old one but when the NEW one is on, he’s Mr. Happy!
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I feel exactly the same way about clean sheets on my bed.
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Bobby knows things! 😀
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I tell you, he’s a SMRT sometimes. Then, today. A rabbit was 2 feet from him. He’s looking the other way, while I’m pointing yelling, ‘Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit!’ He’s looking over ITS HEAD. Ugh.
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