HI! I want to make this post my little tribute to the awesomeness and hilariousness of dogs and will include various dogs I have seen recently. And my dog too, naturally. ;-)A couple Sundays ago, hubby and I took Otto for a walk to Piedmont Park. I really like the park for several reasons, but the best part is that it’s about a 10-15 minute walk from our house. Sunday was so beautiful outside that it felt like spring. Absolutely loved it! The park was extremely crowded with both people and dogs. I mean who would want to miss out on getting out in the fantastic weather.
Back to the topic at hand. We talked to this one couple with 2 Boston Terriers. The lady said that several years ago, she had a Rhodesian Ridgeback named Clemmons who liked to eat bars of soap. The dog actually ate soap! (Whether he said a curse word that day or not. Hahaha!) She said that he never got sick from it and that he would walk into bathrooms expressly seeking out that little gem of an unusual treat. This, of course, made his breath fresh like Irish Spring, his mouth as clean as a Dove and full of Zest. Hehehe! When she realized he did this, she took him to the vet to be checked out. The vet did not believe her and therefore put liquid soap on his hand as a test to see what Clemmons would do. Clemmons licked up all of the liquid soap. Weird but funny! Then the guy of this same couple said that he had a Great Pyrenees years ago that would sneak cupcakes off the counters and only eat the ones with frosting. I am guessing that to his professionally trained cupcake-eating palate, the cupcakes without frosting were just bland, not worth eating and a waste of time baking. And even more surprising, he did not eat the cupcake wrapper; they were left on the floor unharmed. I am sure these dogs were absolute characters and full of funny antics.
Then we saw 2 guys at the park throwing a football to each other while their yellow labs chased the ball. As far as I could tell the dogs never caught the ball, but they seemed to be having the time of their lives just chasing it from one guy to the other. Even from a distance you could see the real joy on the dogs faces ‘playing’ football.
In the past several days I have seen some super cute puppies. Some at my dad’s house and 2 at Piedmont Park. One park puppy was a cute Boxer female, and the other park puppy was a chocolate lab girl. They were so stinking cute! I, of course, had to pet them, and they loved the attention. Both puppies were named Lola. How adorable. Naturally when I petted both Lolas, my dear sweet Otto got jealous and made a quick, low growl informing me that he was not pleased with me. Of course it is ok for him to have other humans pet him, but when I pet other dogs, oh, it is so wrong. Such a one-way street, hypocritical dog.
The other day Otto tried jumping onto our bed from the foot-end rather than the side. The foot-rest rises a few inches above our mattress and there is a small gap between the end the mattress and the foot-rest. So Otto jumps up and over, but his front paws land in the gap and his back feet are off the ground; he is effectively stuck with this look of helplessness and confusion on his face. I burst out laughing and was incapacitated enough from laughter that I could not help him. It was up to Caleb to rescue the pitiful thing. After that he just lay down, looked sad and did not want to play for a little while.And one more Otto story. When we go walking in the park, he loves picking up and carrying sticks like many other dogs. But his favorite thing to do with them is to play tug-of-war with Caleb. Otto will grab a stick by one end, and then bump Caleb with it until Caleb takes hold of the other end. So then the play tug of war begins. More times than not, the stick gets broken by Otto into several pieces. Then it becomes my mission to find a durable stick from a hardwood tree so they can play longer. Otto jumps and flails around like a fish out of water when he has a stick; his happiness with a stick is equivalent to a kid with armloads of candy. He actually prances when carrying a stick. Absolutely funny! And on occasion, Otto will find a large limb on the ground and try to carry it. That never works but he is determined to try.
So to summarize, dogs are fantastic additions to our lives! They love you (as long as you love them back), bring you joy, make you laugh and are a good comfort for when you are feeling blue. If you have any stories you want to share of your dogs, I would love to read them. You are welcome to leave the stories in comments. Cat stories are welcome too.
A dog gave birth to puppies near the road and was ticketed for littering.