Two weeks ago while we were in Bear Lake my kids watched Lady and the Tramp for the first time. They liked it well enough and right after the movie was over Emily announced that she was a dog -not just any dog though, she was Tramp. She was barking and panting and the whole thing was cute - here she is, being a little dog. Well, we still have a dog on our hands.
For two weeks she has only been a dog - not a girl, a dog. She wakes up barking - she gets 6 inches from my sleeping face and barks to wake me up. She's a dog all day - and all night. Whenever I call her Emmy - she yells, "I'm not Emmy, I'm Tramp!" Whenever I say, "Come on girls" she says, "You have one girl and one dog". This has led me to more embarrassing stories than I can recall - but I'll try:
We were at the store and she was getting away from me. I say, "Come back Emmy" and she yells, "I'm not Emmy!" so I have to say, in a public place, "Come here little Tramp" - is that going to have my kids taken away or what?!
At our Easter dinner at my parents she was pretending to jump up on my brother, who very seriously said, "Down dog, no jumping".
We were in Sacrament Meeting last Sunday and she starts barking, I say too loudly, "No barking in the chapel" and the lady in front of us turned around and started laughing her head off!
We were in Primary and the chorister asked her if the Easter bunny had come. Emmy says, "The dog found jelly beans and the dog ate the jelly beans." The Primary president, who knows about this dog phase had to clarify for everyone saying, "And you're the dog right?"
She came home from Primary with her lovely colored picture of Jesus with "Tramp" written on it (she's also given herself other dog names, all of which she'd told her teacher and she'd written them on her picture: Dog Boy, Scubber, and Ka-boy (not to be confused with 'cowboy' which she'll quickly correct you on!))
Tonight my friend came over and Emmy greeted her at the door barking - she also knows we're all dog all the time, just says "Hi Tramp!"
I have to tell her before dance and preschool that she has to be a girl there - which I'm pretty sure she does - because as soon as I see her she yells, "The dog is back!"
This has lasted lots longer than I would have guessed, but for right now I'm a very proud pet owner - which I never thought I'd say!