A Dog and a Cat

All Sophia ever wanted to be was a dog. In her few short years on this earth she figured having a tail and four legs was the bee’s knees. Even her mom jokingly thought it was another milestone when Sophia ate her first bits of kibbles; she tried to turn Sophia’s interest into colors or the alphabet. To say Sophia’s peace she simply barked at her mother.
When it was feeding time for the family’s dog, Sophia would come to. Although she was too young to feed the dog herself, the dog was willing to share. Sophia would be on her hands and knees and lap up the dog’s water and eat up the kibble in their dog’s bowl.
One day there was a play date with a little boy and his mom who had just moved into the neighborhood. Since it had just snowed the children couldn’t play outside. Sophia’s mom and the little boy’s mom, who name was Thomas, simply vegged out and drank margaritas as their kids played.
Thomas had a pet obsession to. He loved his cat Thelonious, and constantly ate his fancy feast with a spoon. However, this fact wasn’t shared by Thomas’ mother because she wanted to make a good first impression with her new neighbor.
Sophia and Thomas watched TV, but then got bored. Sophia started eyeing the doggy door. Thomas noticed this.
“What are you doing?” Thomas asked.
“Have you ever wanted to have four legs and a tail?” Sophia inquired.
Thomas eyes lit up.
“Yes Yes I want to have four legs and a tail.”
Sophia listened in to her mom and Thomas’ mom who gossiping about their good-looking mailman. They both had their feed up and were wearing a sweat suit. Their eyes were glazed over, and they figured as long as the TV was on their kids would be out of their hair.
“Come here,” said Sophia, “let’s have a snack.”
Thomas got up on his feet, but Sophia when straight to her knees and hands.
“Like this.” Sophia said.
Thomas did so and the two slid their way to kitchen where Sophia’s dog’s bowl was. Occasionally Sophia yelped like a puppy. Thomas didn’t like that.
“I want to be a cat.” Thomas said.
He began to meow to pretend he was a cat.
“I don’t think dogs like cats.” Sophia said in-between bits of kibble who was imagining she was a dog.
Thomas went to the water bowl and started lapping up the water. Meanwhile the family dog was observing. He had a very confused look on his face, but he didn’t do anything.
The two children stopped indulging, and came to the conclusion that they were enemies, but they were pretending. Suddenly Sophia barked and Thomas hissed, and they crawled all over the kitchen pretending to fight.
Thomas who was getting the worse end of the deal noticed the doggy door. He crawled to it and since he was small in stature, he crawled right through it into the back yard. Sophia followed.
The back yard was muddy and had some puddles from the melted snow. It was so muddy that Sophia’s mom threatened her that if she took one step in the back yard she would have no more Elmo. The two stood on the back deck which was wet but not muddy.
They stood their barking and hissing as the mud in the back yard which was enticing them to come on like a toy store in the mall. It kept on calling and calling so much so that Sophia started forgetting about that puppets name. Sophia leaned forward and bit Thomas right on the back of the shoulder.
This scared Thomas and it hurt real badly. He ran off the deck into a huge mud puddle. Sophia followed and the two wrestled and scrirmmed and rolled and tumbled. They did this so much that the mud covered their clothes so you couldn’t see the image on their t-shirts.
The two moms that were inside heard this put down their third margarita and went to where they heard the squirmish. They went out the back door and saw what they thought was the end of their Margaretville.
“Sophia!” Sophia’s mom yelled.
“Thomas!” Thomas’ mom yelled.
The two children stopped and felt a wave of trouble coming their way. Sophia and Thomas stood up on their feet as the mud slid down their torsos. They were covered with the thick cold brownish mud.
The children got out and their respectable moms took them to be washed. Thomas’s mom took him home and Sophia’s mom took her upstairs for a bath.
They were life long friends after that.