You want to know about things that happen to us? Is that correct, Ma’am? Our pack is close now. We all huddle against one another. Sister and I spend much time together, now that Mother has become more irritable. She is pregnant, you see. We will have new puppies soon, Ma’am.
Sister and I are not so sure about that. Now, when we play, we get stern looks when we are too noisy. We are not allowed the choice meat anymore, and no amount of whining gets us anywhere. It is not fair!
Pouting does no good, either, Ma’am. None of our tricks are working, and Mother will barely acknowledge our cries.
Sister thinks we should try to help Mother. Mother seems tired, and Sister thinks maybe we should snuggle her and keep others from pestering her. But I say, Brothers do no such thing, why should we?
Father still lets us near him, so I say we stick with Father, don’t you agree, Ma’am? Let Mother figure this out for herself. If she doesn’t need us, then we don’t need her!
(Interpreter’s Note: She left at this point rather quickly, as one of her brothers distracted her with a game of chase. I hope to speak with her more about this issue in the future.)
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