Her, me and Alexa

There are days when I see her talking to herself. That is, she calls someone named “Alexa” but, apart from her and me, there’s no one else here in the house.

When in doubt, I follow her everywhere and stare at her. Should she need anything, I”m ready to intervene.

It works, I guess! Sometimes she looks at me and makes those strange faces, then she comes over to give me a mountain of kisses and cuddles.

“Yes, how nice! A little further… oh yes, it’s perfect behind the ear! Now I also put my stomach up. No, wait, where are you going. Yet!!”

Wait a minute… I heard that voice, it must be Alexa, she spoke! So it exists, but where is it? I don’t see her. Now I make myself heard, so maybe she comes out in the open.

“Penny No! Why are you barking? I have to drain the pasta.”

She’s scolding me, but I just want to defend her. Anyway, I like this Alexa. Every time they talk to each other, I smell such good food… yooh-hoo, let’s eat!

Aw, that’s not for me! Ugh! Come on give me a piece, please… look: I’ll sit up, give you the paw, and if you want I can take a ride on myself.

Hooray, it works! Yummy yummy how good! Again, please again…

«That’s enough Penny! You’re fine with food.”

Wait, now I take out the tender eyes.

«Ok that’s fine but this is the last bite, that’s enough.»

I guess that “enough” is a beautiful thing, like gruel, ball, let’s go outside and… Alexa!