Was it a Dream?

The last thing that I can remember

for sure

Was waiting by the Door.

It had been a quiet Halloween Night

and I'd spent part of my time

wondering what it would be like to have a date

and go to a party.

It's usually pretty quiet around here

and I'd never done anything like that before.

Moma had been enjoying a glass of wine.

It looked like one of Lacie's creamy smoothies

but I wouldn't know about those things.

Yet.

Anyhow.

I had a teeny little accident near it.

A bump.

A minor collision

And my preppy blue vest

got stained

PURPLE

It wasn't a big problem

and

I guess I laid down and took a nap.

The next thing I knew

I was in the company of the Lovely Miss Lacie.

photo by Lacie's personal photographer

She was stunning.
I was proud to be standing next to her.
And I knew.
Once and for all.
None of the ugly things that I had heard about her were valid.
Not one.

She was a Dream come true.
A Lady.
A Beautiful One.
With a Nicely Proportioned Figure
(as if that matters to me)
And a very pleasant Disposition.

I was enjoying My First Date.
With Lacie.

We danced and danced.
And enjoyed each other's company.

Till the wee hours of the night.

The rest of the evening was sort of a blur.

I sort of remember winning a contest.

Her prize was a New State-of-the-Art Blender
and mine was
a motorized Rat
that looked like a bulbous hedgehog
and barked like a dog
and sang like an old nasal rocker.

Weird.
But useful.
I guess.

I woke at home to the melody of
"I Could Have Danced All Night"

and

found the annoying Rat in my room.

The obvious thing was to attack


I was determined to bring an end to that irritation.


I wanted this dream to be true.
I wanted the memories of My First Date to last forever.
I had had the night of my life.

Meanwhile
Fergi
Had experiences of her own.

She shared with me
that in her apparent slumber
(which is usually quite light
and easily disturbed)

Butchy's Yellow Plane
arrived in our backyard.

Like me

She doesn't remember many details

but she recalls being at Butchy and Snicker's home
and having some photographs taken

on his deck

by his moma

with

(get this)

Her Knight in Shining Armor

Later than evening

(according to her recount of the evening)

They got silly

and he dressed as a (very Handsome, as per Fergi)

Court Jester.

He made her giggle.
(That's a HUGE milestone!)
And she told me she had "so so much fun!"

You may recall her little costume dilemna?

Well
Apparently Butchy's moma has had
some exceptionally good experience with little girl dogs
and she was able to help Fergi
when nature called.

There were no accidents.

But then.
The question remains.

Was it just a dream?

It was clearly a new experience for both of us.

Far from anything we've ever known

Before.

But we both agree.

It was heavenly.

And no one.

NO ONE

is going to take away the memories.

One Night of Tender Romance.

For Two Special Wires.