Adventures with Doggle: Month Two
July 9, 2011
We’re now in Month Two of Doggledom. I’m like a proud mama who can’t stop bragging on her child, even though he’s odd and slightly bratty.
Doggle’s thought process (Lots of running around involved): Treat? Walk? Treat? Walk? Treat ON walk? No? Finish treat, then walk? No? Walk now? Treat ON walk? No again? Walk now now? *drops treat* Auuughhhh nooooo don’t leave me I’m coo-mm–in–gg!!
You know he doesn’t actually necessarily love it when I bear-hug him, but he lets me anyway. (He would prefer it if I’d stop, probably. Not gonna happen.) He’s definitely got some Happy Place in his head and he’s a perma-resident.
After regaling my oldest friends with stories of his depression during our weekend without PiC, his clear designation of PiC as the alpha or his favorite, doesn’t like my walks so will go to PiC if I hold the leash, one of them asked: How does it feel to be rejected by your own dog? *snicker*
Better ask PiC how it feels to be Doggle’s BESTEST FRIEND EVAR. He didn’t think there was a possibility that the Doggle would choose him!
He’s a love, though, and comes to me for quiet company.
Word to the wise: The dental chews from Costco reek to high heaven. But Doggle, who again, barely showed registered emotion on a normal scale for the past year and then some about anything was ecstatic about them. He’s even now voluntarily sitting at random times, possibly hoping for a treat. Or a walk. We can’t tell, but it’s pretty funny. There’s hope this old dog is learning us new tricks yet. 😉
Ed Note: I forgot to mention, you know how I know he likes me? Even if PiC is his favorite? He lets me alligator face him. 🙂 You know. Put my hands under his chin and push up so he has the fattest-looking alligatorey, beestung face ever. He just squidges his eyes shut and goes with it. Love. This. Guy!