This is Doggie. Doggie looks wholesome, sweet and completely harmless, but he is responsible for most of the mischief that takes place in this house.
We forgive him, because he's also a gateway into Tizzy's heart, and, if it weren't for Doggie, we wouldn't often know what was going on behind those olive green eyes of our sweet, young five- and-a-half-year-old. Doggie does and says the things that Tizzy can't always do and say himself.
Tizzy is responsible for teaching Doggie about the rules in this house, but Doggie's not so good at listening. He throws food on the floor, slaps Zip across the face, throws toys across the room once he's bored with them — Things that Tizzy would never, ever do.
Doggie's a night owl, often barking late into the night and keeping Tizzy awake hours after he's been put to bed. Sometimes we have to threaten Doggie with the couch before he'll actually let Tizzy get any sleep.
Doggie will have to be left at home once kindergarten starts. He's a little nervous about that, but looking forward to the first day of sharing, when the teacher will more than likely stretch the rules and let him come to class.
Recently, Tizzy found himself in a spot of trouble. Something that would send a chill down any decent five-and-a-half-year-old's spine. Tizzy was shaken, but stoic. Doggie cried and cried. He was so worried about T — He was very, very scared. We told him, as T's friend, he should never, ever, let him get into that kind of trouble again. I think we can count on him to follow through.
There has been some talk about Doggie's name. Some concern as to whether it's a bit plain Jane. Last night, the boys could be heard discussing the matter late into the night, and Zip suggested Tizzy name him "Gun," because "gun" is something our little Rambo Z holds dear these days. Tizzy was horrified.
"Zip! You can NOT name Doggie Gun! Gun is a horrible name for a Doggie!!"
It was decided that Doggie would, henceforth, respond to "Moon," a name inspired by the fact that it was nighttime. However, within a half an hour, Doggie declared that "Moon" was also unsuitable, and we were all scolded and reprimanded for hurting Doggies feelings during the short period of time we'd been refering to him as "Moon." We promised that, from here on out, we would only call him "Doggie."