A Story of Bravery and Courage

The other night I was sleeping in the big bed with Mommy. Daddy was out of town. It was about 3:30 AM when I crawled out from under the blankets to sleep on Mommy's pillow. I was curling up on the pillow when I noticed the bedroom door slooowly open. "Someone is breaking in!" I thought. I started to growl at the intruder warning him that he better not walk into this bedroom. Mommy finally woke up and quietly said, "get him Oscar. Go get him!" I barked and jumped off of the pillow and ran to the end of the bed where I balked! I wasn't going alone."Uhhh....aren't you coming with me, Mommy? What are you doing still laying in bed?!" I barked and growled at the door until Mommy got out from under the covers and waited for her cue. "Go get him, Oscar, "she whispered.

Barking, I jumped off the bed and ran to the doorway. I slinked my way across the doorway into the hallway on my tiptoes, like a tiger ready to pounce on her prey. Then I saw it: the shadow in the office! Attack! I gave him my low growl to warn him and ran into the office. I secured the room and ran to the edge of the stairs. Mommy and I snuck down the stairway to check out the rest of the house. Then Mommy gave me the cue and I went into attack mode running, barking and growling throughout the house. There was nothing there. Darn, I was really hoping for a medal or something. But, Mommy gave me lots of hugs and scratched my head and thanked me for protecting me. She told me I was brave. "I"m brave!" I thought as I cuddled back in the bed with Mommy," I'm glad we're safe now, but I can' t wait till Daddy comes home. I don't like being brave."

The next test of my bravery came a few days later when Mommy was drying her hair in the bathroom. Mommy shut the door so I couldn't get out. All of a sudden someone started banging on the bathroom door! I barked but I ran in the opposite direction, slipped on the bathroom rug and slid on the floor right into the bathtub. Mommy can take this one! It wasn't until the stars stopped orbiting my head that I realized it was Daddy-he just got home from work. Whew! I was scared. The only reason I barked was to give the appearance that I was protecting Mommy.