Ramblings
Life with Dogs
Urgent Nap
George is not a morning kind of guy. Some dogs leap up when they hear their bowl touched, but not George. Some come running at the sound of food being prepared, but not George. Some will come when called for breakfast, but not George. Most...
Midnight Visitor
Last night my “mom alarm” sounded in the middle of the night. From a dead sleep, I was suddenly woken by the sensation that something in my environment was different. The first sense to kick in was my hearing. Before my auditory scan finished, my...
Sandy sheets
Dearest George, You know you are always welcome in our bed. We enjoy snuggling with you and have to come to accept sandy sheets and soggy pillows as the price we pay for such an honour. I have but one question. When you decide to join us in the wee...
Nighttime Playtime
This morning at 1:00 AM, I was awakened by George’s big feet thumping around our bedroom. It’s not unusual to hear him stirring – changing sleeping positions, climbing into bed with us, or moving from couch to dog bed – but this was different....
Snorffled
It’s not often I cry. Today was a rough day. During a moment of self-indulged weakness, Norm came to my side. He carefully (ox-like) climbed up and delicately laid down on me (like a drunken hippo). He snorffled my head, neck, and face (for those...
Corgi-sitting
I was supposed to be puppy-sitting Wally but opted to sub-contract the job to Norm. There is nothing cuter than watching Wally and Norm play. Norm is so gentle with wee Wally. He’ll hold a stuffy for Wally to tug on. He’ll lay still and play...
Ru done wrong
Today I was outside with the pooches enjoying the weather. Ru was running about gleefully (if you have ever wondered what “glee” looks like, watch a Wolfhound run), celebrating each breath and every bounce. Sue ran towards me. Ru followed on her...
Tickle-fest
Last night I decided to watch some TV in the office. I flipped the sofa bed down so there would be room for both Norm and me… else I’d be squished at one end with my legs stretched out across him, not that he minds because he doesn’t. A few minutes...