Dear friends I need your advise. You see below the photo of our beautiful grand daughter of the family. . . well it is hard to believe it but last weekend I gave her a bap on the head. I am so ashamed and embarassed about what I have done but when I look back I am thinking that I had no other choice. Ok let me fill you in.
The very first day I met the grand daughter we immediately loved each other bunches. But she is so young, only three, and doesn't understand that I don't always want to be picked up and held when she wants to see me. Last weekend she kept picking me up sometimes squeezing my tummy too much. I would run and find a hiding place but she is good at that game and found me without too much trouble.
Well, it happened on Saturday night. I had tried to hide, that didn't work. I then jumped on the mom's lap in hopes of protection which she did tell the grandchild that I didn't want to play right now. She still wanted to see me but I wasn't in the mood. Before I knew it there was a noise coming out of my voice box, I guess that meant I was saying no please. Then before I even knew what happened, it was like my paw and leg took over me and my paw was on her forehead giving her a gentle but firm bap. No claws were used in this manuver. I felt terrible about that because I could see that I startled the child. Oh my, I never met to to that. Then my mom, her grandmother, told her that I was really saying no and that was the only way I knew how to do that. They laughed about it and she didn't seem afraid of me, which I certainly I would never want to happen.
On Sunday things were running more smoothly between the two of us. You see the mom told the grand daughter the secret of playing with me. She told her that if she didn't chase me and try to pick me up all the time I would come and find her when I wanted company. Well as you can see by the sleeping me and the smiling little one that this worked perfectly. We now know how to see each other without upsetting one and other. We have a new understanding and we love each other bunches and bunches.
I still feel bad about the bap. Was the bap wrong? I am so sorry that I did that. Do I need anger management class? Any other suggestions will be greatly appreciated. Oh, and no blame on the sweet cute grand daughter she is not at fault here.