I managed to lock mysel out of Chez Pipers. Screen door latched behind me. There were a few others in the house so I started knocking on the door and calling.
No dice.
Rang the doorbell.
Nothing.
But then, big Piper Mutt came running to the door, all 70 lbs of good cheer.
“Good dog!” I said. “Now, go get someone!”
He looked at me, then plunked himself down in front of the door, a big goofy grin on his face, tongue hanging out in the heat, wagging his tail, glad to see me.
Sigh.
Finally managed to get in through a difficult-to-access side entrance.
Timmy would still be down the well, if Lassie took lessons from the Mutt.
“Finally, I have the entire house to myself! Bonus, I can finally laugh at that guy who never buys the really good treats, lets me tell off the squirrels, or lets me drink out of the self-filling fountain in the Water Temple room!”
Ollie the Dachshund is the same. The only way I could get him to bring a (non-existent) person in the house to come unlock a door would be to pick up the sassy squirrel who teases Ollie without mercy and scrub a window with him within Ollie’s view. Then Ollie would go insane.
My dog is currently in my closet where he drags his bed everyday. If I put the bed up he will drag anything in there to lay on. The Chihuahuas bed is pretty funny.
Anyway he’s out of it, Because he barked half the night. At. Nothing.
I’m gonna wake him up in a minute by barking, alot.
He is always happy to see me, tho’.
I doubt he’d bark at all if he saw me at the door. Unless he decided I wasn’t letting him out for some reason. If his brain thought it was important.
They had a big black young retriever dog—or rather an overgrown pup, a big, foolish, four-footed mate, who was always slobbering round them and lashing their legs with his heavy tail that swung round like a stock-whip. Most of his head was usually a red, idiotic, slobbering grin of appreciation of his own silliness. He seemed to take life, the world, his two-legged mates, and his own instinct as a huge joke.
Of course! Speaking as a canine myself, I will happily attest to the fact that we see the world as as an ongoing joke and constant source of happy mirth!
Our own short lives may end as they might, but we don’t dwell on it. We canines dwell on the joy of who we are, on the here and now, on the tickles to our bellies rather than our eventual demise,
Yesterday there was an escaped prisoner on the run right near my farm (<100 yards). I went down to feed my horse and had Valentine, the young yellow lab mix dumped near me 6 months ago, with me. There were helicopters and 4 wheelers searching, and I met the neighbor coming out of my barn, where he was searching for the guy. Anyway, Val’s always been a total lovebug. But she saw him and her hackles went up. She didn’t bark or growl, but she wouldn’t come near him. I wondered what would’ve happened had it been the bad guy.
Idiot prisoner was caught a few hours later. He walked away from a trash-picking detail. He only had 3 weeks left on his sentence, and now the brain trust is facing new felony charges.
Perhaps that was his cunning plan for more free room and board. Some folks find that an attractive tradeoff.
Although I do question the wisdom of a random neighbor poking around looking for a escaped convict on his own. Makes me think of the old saying: “be careful what you look for; you just may find it.”.
We trained our dog with the command “go to Mrs. Madmonk28,” or “go to madmonk28,” and he’ll trot off to that person.
What my wife doesn’t know is that if Bartleby is being annoying, wanting attention when I’m trying to work, I tell him to go to her and a few minutes later I’ll hear her playing with him.
Maybe that’s why I prefer cats. They ignore you, and you expect that, and as long as we all expect that, we’re all good.
But Denver used to love to engage me in play, and at night, Hope snuggled up against me like a teddy bear. Annie couldn’t read a clock, but she got me up in the mornings. Stripe was always jealous of Hope for getting the good spot, but he did the best he could, plopping down right next to me.
