Thursday, January 29, 2009
Going to the Dogs!
Ann and Angie have been talking about zombies and vampires (Can't wait to read the anthology, Ang!!), but unfortunately, I don't have much to add so I'm taking it in a totally different direction. Dogs...do we have any dog lovers out there?? (From vamps to dogs-talk about veering off!! 8) )
Here's why I've been thinking about dogs recently-it's an anniversary of sorts-a year ago this month I adopted Roxy. And little did I know what I was getting myself into!! She's definitely a "Marley!" She's taught herself how to open the refrigerator door (loves raw pork chops btw!); she's destroyed my glasses (I found the pieces lying out in the yard, which was a trick since I can't see two feet without them); she's eaten numerous tubes of Chap Stick; she has a fondness for underwear, dirty socks and shoes; and she's amused herself while staring out the front window by shredding the living room curtains (we won't talk about what she's done to the carpet in the hallway!).
Her habits? She's a master at "snatch and run." (However DROP IT! called out in a loud voice usually takes care of that one.) She feels it's her responsibility to check out every visitor who walks in the front door by giving them a thorough sniffing from the tops of their shoes to as high as her black, little nose will reach. She likes to hide things...disgusting things...particularly under the cushions on the couch and in my bed (Surprise!! What do we have under my pillow???) And she thinks toilet water is the elixir of the gods (luckily she hasn't figured out how to lift the lid...yet!)
Roxy hates cats, vacuum cleaners, lawn mowers, and men who happen to be carrying something in their hands, but loves kids, getting scratched behind her ears, and lying on my feet while I'm reading or watching TV. She would also rather play than eat and can catch whatever you toss at her. She can jump through a hoop, lie down, roll over, shake, and give you "high five." (As long as you have a treat in your hand, you have her undivided attention and she'll do anything to get you to part with the food!)
Her manners may leave a bit to be desired, and when she gets bored, she can sure tear stuff up, but Cesar Millan says you may not get the dog you want, but you'll wind up with the dog you need. And I guess, for me, that's Roxy. She reminds me that life can be simple if we let it and small things can make us happy. Hey, it may be four below outside, but to her, not a problem-it's great to play in fresh snow. And is there anything better than tossing around a tennis ball? She doesn't think so.
What about you? What have you learned from your pets? Or do you have any favorite pet stories? I'd love to hear them!
Have a good one!