Danny and Maui

Danny and Maui

20160213_071822I’m back! It is I, Danny the Dog, everyone’s favorite dog. I took a few days off from my writing chores so my human, Andrew, could use the computer. He had to work on some book he’s writing. I told him I’d do it for him, but no, he told me that I don’t write in his style. Well duh! I could have told him that. My style of writing is so much better his.

If I remember correctly, I once told you how fearless I am. And I am fearless. However, I have a story to convey that I am not proud of. I was not going to tell you about it, but Andrew says that if I’m going to write about myself, I have to tell of my foibles as well as my strengths. I didn’t know I had foibles, but if I do, perhaps I should see a vet and have them looked at.

Well, I’ve dilly-dallied long enough. Here’s my sad tale.

Andrew has this friend—a female friend. Yeah I know. I too was surprised that he had a friend, let alone a female friend. But during my long life, I’ve been witness to stranger things. So this friend, whose name is Suzanne, came to visit last week and she brought her dog with her.

Now, I am a nice dog . . . a peaceful dog am I. I come from a long line of peace-loving dogs. In fact, my father was so peace-loving he only bit the mailman once a week. But as all of my canine readers will attest to, when a new dog comes onto your turf (or boat in my case), you have to assert your dominance. And in this instance, that was not going to be a problem.

The little critter was tiny. I wasn’t sure if it was a dog or a hairy rat. Andrew, knowing my ways, tied me to a tree so I couldn’t get to the little monster. But I wasn’t giving up. I barked my head off and strained against that insidious leash. And ultimately my efforts paid off, but now I wish they hadn’t. The leash was tied to a thin branch and it finally broke, freeing me to go and teach that interloper a lesson. I wasn’t going to hurt her, just let her know who was boss.

I ran full force right at the little thing, and instead of cowering or running away as any normal small dog should do, she turned and faced me, bared her teeth and started barking . . . at me! I was so unprepared for that turn of events, I screeched to a halt—and this is the hard part to tell—turned tail and ran. I ran right to the boat, jumped inside and hid under the bed. And do you want to know what the worst part was? As I ran, I could hear Andrew laughing.

The conclusion of my sad story is that eventually, I made friends with the little terror. Her name is Maui, and for a little female rat-dog, she’s not a bad sort. But she does tend to boss me around a bit much—too much if you ask me.

As for Andrew, he will never let me forget my moment of mortification. Sometimes when he’s at the computer, he’ll break out laughing, turn to me, and in a sickening, sugary voice say, “How’s my big, brave doggie doing? You better watch out, there are a few mean-looking cats around!”

I could just strangle him at times—that is, if I had thumbs.

I have to be going. I have an appointment at the vet’s to get my foibles checked out.




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40 thoughts on “Danny and Maui

  1. Hi Danny. Pinky the Cat here. I can’t believe my human messed up her internet so bad that I almost missed hearing about your mortifying encounter with Maui. I don’t have any use for dogs either – unless they’re writers, of course. I confess, I would have let the little terror win too; after all, we can’t be too tough on the company. Have a purrfect day 😺

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  2. Hilarious! Loved your story and could see everything happening before my eyes… Say hello to Billy, my big brave Danny-boy 😃 and to… Louise and Maui too 😉

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  3. In your defense, Danny, she did bare her teeth…you did the intelligent thing by walking away. Think about it. If you had beat up a girl you would be disgraced forever. You took the high road! I’m sure Andrew was proud of you when you used your brute strength to pull that tree up by it’s roots (okay, a little exaggeration, but it’s needed here)
    I think you were just being a gentleman-a rarity these days that I am sure charmed Miss Maui….

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    • I always take the high road even when I don’t, And you are right, I do have brute strength. By the way, it was a redwood that pulled up by the roots. Furthermore, I don’t know if I charmed Miss Maui or not. All I know is that she bosses me around an awful lot.

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