Puppies are funny.
The male puppies I have had are like their human counter parts - go through anything - never ask for directions. Great buddies - at times annoying in their devotion and quest for attention. Like when you have on clean clothes - you are not suitable to leave the house until the outfit you are wearing has been "slimed." I say "slimed" because I own a Bloodhound and his "slime" has actual substance. I have been looking for contests to enter, where hardened slime has been actually sculpted, but amazingly, there just doesn't seem to be any out there.
We now have a "girl" puppy. This is a different entity from the boys entirely. She "will not" go outside when it's wet, cold or raining (I can't wait to see her reaction to snow) and if the issue is "forced," she holds up one hind paw as she does her business, while giving me dirty doggy looks. She is only 7 weeks old - I can't wait until she's older, I fear the "looks" are going to get a lot worse before getting better.
I like having a puppy in the house - really I do. I had forgotten what getting up at least 3 times a night was like. I had forgotten what it was like to step on kibble strewn about the kitchen in the dark on the way to taking "precious" out for the night - again.
No matter how much I coddle her . . . she adores "Daddy" and she is NOT happy unless every toy ($66.00 worth) is thrown from one end of the house to the other!
Her and Daddy have a special relationship, a pact actually to torment "mommy." I'm sweeping the floor, okay it's an exercise in futility, but I have to look like I'm making an effort, and "precious" is chasing the broom and sliding through the dirt and kibbles. I ask my husband, the one I placed in charge of the "baby" and I ask him "Honey, where's the baby?" His answer, "She's in here, why?"
As I look at the holy terror attached to my broom and reply "Then the one we have is multiplying - cause there is one attached to my broom!"
The "baby" hubby is watching is on TV and does not resemble in the least, the little fur ball attached to the broom. |
