…Tall (in attitude if not in fact)

I used to belong to a mini-Schnauzer who was the biggest little dog ever made.

Whenever Lucy looked in the mirror she saw a 120 lb. Rottweiler looking back at her. I swear.

That dog was afraid of nothing and no one. She demanded expected everyone to adore her (as we all did). Lucy is gone now, waiting for her human family on the other side of the rainbow bridge. But her legend lives on. She was not big or tall, but she certainly was all that (and a bag of chips) in attitude – all 18 pounds of her.

I am a little like that, in one aspect at least. I am quite often surprised when I see myself in photos taken together with others, to find that I am shorter than some of these people.

I get surprised because it certainly seems to me that I am looking these people straight in the eye when we get together. However, a photo clearly demonstrates that they have the height advantage over me. So once again I am reminded that I am not that tall.

But! I have a tall attitude. That counts for something, right?

Does this ever happen to anyone else? Or am I alone in this apparent delusion of height equality?

The WB