Minnie comes when called, but only when she feels like it. If she’s comfortably set up in her bed in my office, or in the easy chair in the kitchen – two of her favorite spots – well, maybe she’ll come and maybe she won’t.
One recent evening I was leaving my office to go to dinner, and Minnie wouldn’t come when she was called.
“Come on,” I said.
Nothing.
“Let’s go,” I said.
She just stared at me blankly.
“I’ve had it up to HERE,” I said. “One of these days I’m going to lock you in my office and just leave you here. How would you like that?”
