We'd seen him before, on account of the fact that he gets sick a lot, but this was the first time that he really opened up. Most of his dialogue came from his body language; which was good because his bark had an accent that I was unfamiliar with. "Uggh... not here again. I would rather face the gestapo in mein homeland than come to dis place. For years, I have been a double agent, living with my American family. They have no idea what I am capable of. My hatred is so strong for this hospital place."
Mother could sense that Oskar was not happy to be visiting. "He's had diarrhea for two days" Oskar's dad recounted, "he acts like he feels fine, but when we started to see blood we got worried. The only thing he's eaten that's different is rabbit poop".
Rabbit poop, that marvelous lawn time snack clearly has an allure to dogs other than me and Bea.
"It is verboten" Oskar grumbled " but try as I might I cannot resist it".
Perfectly well-behaved, Oskar endured the entire exam including the finger prodding up the back end with no reaction at all. When mother was done looking him over she found that his only problem was his nuggets. "We can get medicine to get his colon back on track. I just wish we could get him not to hate us so much." mother added with a smile. She tried rubbing his ears, stroking his chin, even the impossible-to-resist butt scratch, but Oskar did not react. "You're attempts to seduce me will not work. I am highly trained to resist such tactics" Oskar spoke wordlessly.
"He doesn't hate you, he's just all business" Oskar's dad offered.
"I hate you with all that I am. But you did not break me. You can never break me" Oskar huffed and he walked out without a backward glance, or even the slightest tail wag.
Sometimes mother talks about traveling the world. I think I'll just stay home.
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