A title fit for a 'clash of titans' kind of movie such as Godzilla vs Mothera - Godzilla being the Americanization of the Japanese "Gojira", which was a combination of gorilla (gorira) and whale (kujira). Bad form to digress in the first line of my post, I know. Sorry. Now on to the exciting story.....
The Moody Minstrel has finally met Momo The Wonder Dog - face to snout, toe to paw, mano a pato, homosapiens to canis lupis. Moody was returning a book and also bringing a ticket I needed to purchase to the next Kashima Philharmonic Orchestra concert, which will be held December 11th. K already had her ticket as she pre-paid for it at the time of the last concert that I participated in.
To my utter amazement, Momo not only did not bark at the Moody Minstrel, she laid down before his feet, supplicating him for favor. Some watchdog. (The static electric shock he unintentionally gave her nose when he first reached down to pet her may have had something to do with that. She may have thought, "wow!, this guy has a taser built into his index finger, I'd better be doggone careful").
After giving him her approval and receiving sufficient attention and petting, she retreated to her dog house, but later came back for some more petting and scratches behind the ears.
This is more proof - as if any were needed - that "music hath charms to soothe the savage breast", sometimes without a single note actually being played.
Or maybe she was just in awe of the BLUE RAV4 that appeared in her driveway and imagined herself in the front passenger seat, Stan Getz playing on the stereo, front paws on the window sill, her head out the window, nose gathering every scent, ears flapping in the breeze. Dream on dog!
Fortunately it was a fine day as Moody and Pandabonium were confined to the driveway during their conversation because K woke up with flu this morning and we didn't want to pass it on. So Momo heard everything that was said, like a Gary Larsen cartoon perhaps: "blah blah blah blah MOMO blah blah blah FOOD blah blah blah blah WALK blah blah blah MOMO" etc.
Momo did leave an impression on Moody, if only in the form of her dusty paw prints on his pants (could have been much worse, Moody). It is her signature move: 1) supplicate; 2) befriend; 3) jump on pants. Moody has been now been initiated into her inner circle and shall henceforth be greeted at our home accordingly.
We only hope he will accept our invitation to return after this.