Not fair!

My sister, Layla, is little older, a little smarter, and a little smaller than me. But I kinda like her. She almost always lets me finish her dinner and she shares the loveseat with me when Babe and Sweetie go into their nightly trance while watching the lightbox. But what's most important - Layla likes to play with me in the yard! We run and run and run. I love it!

However, I do think that it's unfair that she never chases me; I always have to chase her. No matter what I do, she just won't go after me. I try nipping at her heels to trip her up in hopes that she'll get annoyed with me, but she just rolls over, never giving chase.

So I decided yesterday that I would try something drastic! We had just eaten dinner and were brought outside for our daily chores. Typically we each go our separate ways for our private time. After we do our business, we get back to playing. But this time I had alternate plans.

I hurried and did my thing, making certain not to step in it. (Babe doesn't like that for some reason.) I saw that Layla was still circling, trying to find the perfect target. I employed my ninja tactics and stealthily made my way around the garden and along the tree line so that Layla wouldn't see me.

She had finally locked her pose. This was my chance! I began with a low profile trot that gave way to an all out sprint. I was running so fast it felt as though my ears were wings. They bent straight back, unable to provide any resistance to the wind. My tongue flew side to side in absolute elation. My eyes, wide as saucers, locked in on Layla, leading me to my victorious eventuality. In that moment I was a god!

However... I had overestimated my ability to change direction at such high speed. As a result I struck her left flank, full on, toppling her like a Nascar highlight. Though I didn't mean to do that, it seems as though my plan had worked. Layla was mad and the chase ensued!

This was great! I turned to look back but something seemed odd. She had an intense look about her with a snarl I had never before witnessed. "Uh-oh", I thought, "This isn't good." I was suddenly scared and began running for my life. Eventually I felt a tugging at my ears. "Owwwww!" I had to stop just to keep my wing from being ripped off. Layla gave another nip to my jowl and then headed back up to the house.

So with my lip bleeding and ear burning, I put my head down and made my way back inside. I learned a valuable lesson that day: Never interrupt a lady when she is powdering her nose.