Originally posted by lbaker
OK guys, I'll try to make this short. Report from doc wasn't real good but anyhoo... a year or so ago Zip responded to a thread about how some of our furkids have this inner "thing" about weeding out potential "boyfriends" or whatever. She related the story about how dear RB bun Miz Sophie one time met this wannaby boyfriend of Zip's that wasn't too terribly fond of animals (doomed from the start I'd say) Anyway, Zip was in the kitchen getting him a drink or something and heard a yelp from the living room. Seems Sophie had jumped up and sat on his head Zip comes in and that's that. Well, the next day I'm on the subway doing my crossword from the Post on my way home and one of the clues was "Buns on top of heads". Well obviously all I could think of was MIZ SOPHIE I started laughing out loud so loud and had tears running down my face that everyone on the crowded Metro allll moved away. Unfortunately for me "MIZ SOPHIE" didn't fit. But I didn't care. It still makes me laugh. I did dearly love Miz Sophie. Guess you had to be there
Well, now. Don't I feel like a big cheater-pants? Here I was searching for the link to that post and Miz Laurie types it up -- hurt paw and all!

A couple minor changes -- the 'wannabe' liked dogs and only dogs and was SCARED of Soph 'n she knew it!! I removed Sophie from the couch (where he was sitting) SEVERAL times. Each time she hopped up there, he'd "indescretely" inch farther down the sofa, away from her. Finally, I plopped her down and went to get him a soda... "EEEKKKK!"

There's Miz Sophie, sitting on his noggin!!!

Laurie -- is your arm going to be ok?