The Devil Made Me Do It

Sometimes Emme can be Rudy's best friend. Other times, she devils him to death. Last night was one of those times. Ken and I were trying to watch a movie from Netflix and Rudy picked up his really big lovie and settled down for a long session of loving it. Emme had other ideas. There were many other toys in the living room, but Emme would have none of those; only Rudy's really big lovie would do. Rudy would take the bear's head in his mouth and Emme would go down to the other end of the bear and begin pulling on its legs. Rudy would growl and Emme would stop, temporarily. Rudy would go back to loving the bear and Emme would start tugging again. I tried to give her another lovie but nothing else would do, only Rudy's bear. The loving, growling, and tugging continued for many minutes until Rudy got sick of it. Finally instead of growling at Emme, he barked as if he were saying: "Let go of this bear or I'm telling. Make her let go of this bear and get her away from here." Sometimes Emme is a sweet little angel; sometimes she acts like she is full of the devil. I guess this is what makes life interesting.