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Posted by ClearSkies on January 9, 2006, at 6:05:55
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My dog is called Sarah, but her real pedigree name is actually Tintooky Shedevils Dare - I mean really, what were they thinking?. These names are bigger than the dogs themselves. Actually she has lots of names and she knows and responds to everyone of them. Sometimes she is just Puppy, and I am Dad.
We got her from a breeder who couldn't keep her and just wanted her to go to a good home - just shows how much she knew. She's the first non pound-hound I've ever had and like ClearSkies' cat Psycho, she jumps at everything and nothing. She's an English Pointer and she really does 'point' sometimes. Goes so rigid! - she actually shakes. She does this other thing where she seems to have been bitten by the mysterious and elusive 'Semi-carnivorous Biteyabottomous', 'cause she leaps off her bed, tail firmly between her legs, bottom tucked low to the ground, gives me this 'Save me, daddy,' look, before returning to closely inspect the bed in a vain attempt to identify the culprit. She is also frightened by leaves and shadows - even her own. Sarah hates thunder and loud noises too, and hides under the bed and shakes. And she loves to chase lizards in the garden.
Her fur is white and fine and short, except for her spots which are chocolate brown, and she's got lots of spots. Lots and lots. She's got beautiful soft brown eyes and big floppy ears too and they're so soft. Her fur is in and on everything, she sheds 24/7, 365 days a year. Ten minutes after vacuuming it's like we've had a fine dusting of inside snow. Even stuff that has never left the wardrobe has her hair on it. I did see a cushion cover once that said; "An outfit without dog hair is incomplete", so I guess I have no worries on that score. There was a cushion for cat owners too.
Sarah won't walk out of our kitchen forwards, she insists on throwing it into reverse and doing this kinda backward-sideways scuttle. If by some chance she does find herself walking forwards out she panics and does the dog on ice-skates thing with paws going in all directions.
Sarah also likes to talk - a lot, and has an extensive vocabulary, probably bigger than mine. She demands her dinner be served promptly at 5:30pm and if you are not in or near the kitchen she will come and find you to tell what it's dinner time. Her internal dog alarm clock also goes off at exactly 9:30pm for her bedtime bickey. But she's not spoiled. Not much.
Puppy likes it when you whisper sweet nothings too, especially about how beautiful she is. She sleeps with her eyelids half open sometimes with her eyes rolled back in her head - ick. And she snores. Boy does she snore. She also woofs and growls and cries and goes for big runs in her sleep too. One of my favourite things is that she's big enough to give big hugs to - and she loves them. Most most favourite thing is her toasty warm dog smell when she's been asleep. She like to sleep with at least one paw on you.
She was suppose to be an outside dog. Guess she is in the sense that she goes outside to go 'little dogs' and 'big dogs' and to soak up the morning sun, but that's pretty much it. She has her own special bed inside, has recently taken over a two-seater lounge in the lounge room where she likes to lie and watch television. The news is her favourite show. Shes a very well informed dog.
Did I tell you that she has floppy chops? Think drool. We aint talking a little dribble here, we're talking long, thick ribbons of it. Doesn't happen much - thank heavens, but used to a lot when we'd go running. Gums would be flapping and the dribble ribbons would be swinging in breeze in rhythm with her stride, and then she'd try and shake 'em off; and all that would happen is that they'd swing up and wrap around her nose like rope and daddy would have to wipe it off - YUCK!!!!
She likes it when I let my whiskers grow. She'll come up and scrub her face against mine. She can be exceptionally brave - albeit from under the bed! Honestly I don't know what I'd do without her, she knows all my secrets and we often talk long into the night. She just seem to know how I'm feeling and just what dog thing to do to make it better. I remember when we brought her home after her 'operation' she was a sad dog so her dad slept on the floor with her and when I woke up we had our foreheads resting against each other. I love her lots and lots and lots.
Posted by sabrina0805 on January 9, 2006, at 11:34:22
In reply to Damos' Dog, posted by ClearSkies on January 9, 2006, at 6:05:55
Thank you to both Damos and ClearSkies for this.
What an uplifting and utterly enjoyable read.
I am smiling!!! Thanks again
Sabrina
Posted by Damos on January 10, 2006, at 15:28:31
In reply to Damos' Dog, posted by ClearSkies on January 9, 2006, at 6:05:55
Thank you both so very much. You are very dear to me and precious friends indeed.
Did I tell you that the UN weapons inspectors had been around the other day and declared Sarah's wee a WGD (Weapon of Grass Destruction).
Thanks for posting it CS and thanks for reading Sabrina. Glad it made you smile. Sarah would be happy about that too.
Posted by muffled on January 11, 2006, at 21:20:57
In reply to ClearSkies, Sabrina, posted by Damos on January 10, 2006, at 15:28:31
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