Well,
I didn't, as it turned out, get to sit on the couch and read all day
Sunday. The puppy, having discovered that it wasn't that bad outside,
would not be satisfied with naps in laps and Would. Not. Stop.
pestering me to play. Fine! So I took her over to the shop yard to
run around and do doggy stuff while I tackled a section of the way overgrown fence between us and the neighbor on the side with gloves and long handled nippers. It didn't take long before I shed my hat and jacket.
Actually, I'm glad that I did get out in the sunny day since the next day it turned overcast.
The
puppy, who is now curled up beside me, is fast transitioning into a
dog. One of the would be Little Fuckers from down the block still
visits just about every day, unconvinced I guess that she is no longer interested in his attentions, and they play, or rather Minnie runs huge
circles around him while he sits there looking confused.
Since
most of her toys have been relieved of all their stuffing and torn to
shreds, I bought her two new ones last Friday at the Episcopal Church
re-sale shop, a little blue bear and a green frog. Nearly broke the
bank at 25 cents a piece. She spent the day Saturday doing brain
surgery on the blue bear.
She's
also partial to a toy we bought for the cat who never seemed much
interested in playing with it. It's a stuffed mouse that makes an
eeky noise when moved. She runs around with that thing in her mouth
throwing it around. Must be the rat terrier in her.
One
day when she was being a pest, I told her to use her words and she
started making the funniest sequence of sounds so when whining or
barking doesn't get her what she wants, she'll sit next to me looking
intently at my face and...talk.
We're
not exactly sure who got lucky the day we found her in the yard.
Both of you are lucky. So very.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lucky find. High energy, but also smart!
ReplyDeleteButthead anthropologists will tell you the big human cultural jump in sophistication, the so-called 'Great Leap Forward' of 40,000 years ago, was because of language. Wrong. Nope. Dogs.
ReplyDeleteBoth, massively lucky!
ReplyDeleteI remember fondly my "puppy days", it was a mixed bag when they moved up.
Looks like the blue toy brain operation was not! a success...at least for the blue toy.
Puppy hood, like kitten hood, is best remembered.
ReplyDeleteLots of amusing energy. Her scent is probably still around the yard from her heat
ReplyDeleteDogs, cats, turtles and art - what's not to love? I lived in Bellaire, TX for 11 years before moving to our farm. We were kind of neighbors, unless you weren't born then, then never mind.
ReplyDeleteI can't believe it. I bought one of those squeaky mice for my cat. She wanted nothing to do with it. I thought it was pretty cool. If I still had it I'd send it to your dog, but I think I put it in a box for the local resale shop. If I could find a toy that amused the cat, I'd buy two.
ReplyDelete"Use your words" -- ha! I love that she responds to that. I think everyone lucked out in this transaction. :)
ReplyDeleteTerriers are so funny. Our Wall-E can be very vocal, too. His face is so expressive, it makes it easy for me to come up with a dialogue. I love my dogs so much!!
ReplyDeleteAww - Minnie makes me smile :)
ReplyDeleteLove the dog stories. My daughter's dog enjoys taking the stuffing out of toys too, which makes keeping stuffed animals around a challenge. I have to say that since Minnie has become part of your family I find myself drawn more and more to little dogs.
ReplyDelete