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…until today.

Admittedly, she was a replacement for another more well loved mongrel, but she was never neglected.

Everyone loved her and were concerned for her well being — until they got to know her. She appeared smart, and seemed outwardly loving, but truth is, she was more cunning than cute. In time, we recognized her as a benign parasite, often getting herself into trouble with indifference towards those who spent countless hours working on her comfort and well being.

But today, she crossed a line and claimed something for herself that was obviously not and for that she was summarily expelled, though only for the morning I’d hoped. When I returned to call her in, she was gone. For a brief moment, I was alarmed, but then placated, knowing she’d left willfully, and not because I’d done anything overtly condemning or violent.

In my mind, I’d imagined her journey — would she meet a swift end, a friendly companion, or perhaps a new and not so loving owner?

In all, the pondering was for nothing, because before I could complete my thoughts on her final outcome, she was gleefully returned, flea bitten and begging for scraps of beef medallions.

I think my dog is a jew