Alright, I suck at keeping secrets. And I'm sorry if this freaks anyone out, but this is the conversation I had with Lily (that's Lily up there in today's picture)...
ME: So, do you know how our people know each other?
LILY: Yes! They met a few weeks ago in a saddle.
ME: Uhhhhhh. You mean, in Seattle?
LILY: Duh, that's what I said! Saddle! Where they make the coffee.
The coffee? That kinda confused me, so we went back and forth for awhile before I was 100% sure were were talking about 1) our humans and 2) Seattle. Lily seemed to know a lot about the Seattle trip (sort of) so I tried to get some info out of her.
ME: Do you know what they were doing in Seattle?
ME: Well... what were they doing?
LILY: Shooting dogs!
ME: Our humans. Shooting dogs.
This made no sense at all. Even less sense than the saddle. And the coffee. And something about a cow's belly?? No idea. But Lily said she saw pictures. She knew all about Fiona and Frank + Bean, said there were other pugs too. A lot of other pugs. And our humans shot all of them. And then came home. To us. Like nothing ever happened.
I remember what it was like to be a semi-puppy and know how complicated and confusing the world can be. But Lily said she is "300% positive" our humans met in Seattle when they were shooting dogs.
I've watched enough episodes of that Law & Order show to know that the people you least expect to do the shooting are always guilty of murder. What if my human is keeping the whole Seattle thing a secret from me and Dutch because she's some kind of.... doggie serial killer???