Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Sam, my great protector

I had a visitor today, one I did not expect. And for me to be surprised is never easy and usually a very bad idea. As it turned out I was sleeping in my large and scaly form when Grant arrived. Yes, that Grant. It seemed he was just checking on me as he claims he has done often without my knowledge.

I did ask him why bother with secrecy but he avoided an honest answer which is pretty typical of the 6000 year old punk.

Back to my protector. Since I was sound asleep and Grant apparently can run under my radar, he made it all they way into the main cavern, not more than twenty feet from me. That was when Sam bolted out from between my front claws where he likes to sleep and turned into a snarling monster, fearful enough to send lesser demons scurrying for safety. Unfortunately Grant isn't a lesser demon. Far as I know he is still third in line for hell's throne.

After my rather sudden awakening, and the accidental charring of my favorite leather sofa, I laughed my ass off at Grant being cornered by my vicious puppy.

Grant was somewhat disconcerted and left shortly afterwards, but he did promise to return soon and this time announce his presence properly. I look forward to the coming visit and I owe this pleasure to my spoiled pet.

Good dog.

J