Pup Ambivalence

I must say that I am of two minds of late.  My bro, Chris, is painting a portrait of my predecessor, Madame Butterfly.  I never had the pleasure of meeting her as she went to Pup Heaven long before I arrived on the scene.  But my Mommy insists on telling me about her all of the time.  Apparently, she was quite a character…more fox than canine, and a true diva who literally sang for her supper!  One time, my Mommy almost had to call the fire department to rescue her.  The story is that she was chasing a poor, innocent chipmunk who ran into some antique house columns that were in the backyard.  Well, in wild pursuit, Madame Butterfly went after it and squeezed herself into a column.  My Mommy was frantic, I’ m told.  And as she rose to make the call, Butterfly came wiggling out, ass-backward.  I know I shouldn’t use foul language as I am a TRUE LADY, but, I can just picture that scallywag!  Anyway,  My Mommy is ooowing and ahhhhing over this portrait.  Hmmm, maybe my bro will paint one of me, too…to resolve my ambivalence, that is!