Sometimes I hear her on the phone talking to her so-called human friends. She asks them if they can come and play. So I get my ball and small stuffed toys like the gingerbread man I got in my Christmas stocking and the raggedy old elephant I’ve had forever all together so we’re ready to play fetch.

But, you know, once they get here, they don’t  seem to want to play fetch at all. Sometimes Peggy will toss my ball or my elephant, but then she starts ignoring me again. The same with the other humans, I can’t figure it out.

It turns out they’re really here to learn mahjongg. They sit down at a table and they’re all friendly and nice. Mahjongg is a game with a card and tiles. So they’re all friendly and being kind to each other and chatting along. They help each other build walls and even trade tiles which I think is very nice.

Then all of a sudden! Yikes! Someone is told to push out a wall! I run for cover and put my paws over my eyes. Sometimes I bury my head under a pillow. The next thing I hear is crack, bam, dot, dot, dot, crack, bam, dot, dot, dot.  They push out more walls, more crack, bam, dot, dot, dot. Then all of a sudden one lady says mahjongg and the violence stops.

Thank heavens! I peek out from under my pillow. I even venture over to the table; I think it is finally time for fetch. So I manage to get somebody to toss my gingerbread man a few times; but that doesn’t last, pretty soon there they are, back building walls and being all nice. They even do the Charleston–sitting down!

It turns out one of the ladies is really there to help my mommy teach the other ladies. I guess the tiles and the card are in Braille because she says she can’t see and she can’t hear. She’s a nice lady though. I can’t tell you who she is, but she’s Roxie’s mommy and her name is Evelyn.

I am exhausted from all of the violence, so before it starts again I crawl under the table and take a nap so I don’t have to listen to it any longer.