I love Baby Gojira so much, and so does David. He is a cherished part of our home, and the perfect pet. He doesn't pee, shit, or have to be taken out. He is just cute and adorable, and sleeps by my bedside table, with us, every night. He even watches TV with us. And he loves to dress in high fashion. We have seasonal outfits, for him.
Still, I have had him for 13 years, and he has reached that age, where he is beginning to act up, and act out. I think he is try to emulate Bonita Granville in the early scenes of 1942's "Now, Voyager," where, as June, she tells her mother, "I'm headed for cocktails, later."
Baby Gojira keeps quoting this phrase, again and again. He has been told he is too young to drink, scoffs at the idea of a Shirley Temple, (does anyone makes those, anymore?) and gives so much attitude, because he wants to dress and drink like Bonita. I have conceded to him on the outfit--wouldn't he look adorable??????--but not on the drinks. I mean, David and I don't even have cocktails!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What is a parent or pet owner to do? I guess all we can do is love Baby Gojira, and wait till, hopefully, he moves on to something else.
Maybe a talk with Sister Camille will help. With us, he listens to her devoutly, every Sunday.
Here is the scene that inspired Baby Gojira. Note Davis' spinster eyebrows--the most crazy, (as in "Crazy, man!") next to "The Astounding She-Monster." May burgeoning spinsters on the bloom of flowering be guided and encouraged by what is shown here!
"Introverted....doctor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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