Thank you for reminding me to keep my kitchen counters clear
of things. Even if I believe it is out
of reach, nothing is ever out of your grasp.
Including a wicker basket of twenty fresh eggs. I appreciate that you made sure no trace of
egg remained and I learned so much about what happens when a dog consumes
twenty raw eggs. I also learned that I was not the first person to use a search engine when their dog ate twenty raw eggs. Some ate more.
Thank you for helping me each morning with my upper body
workout. I sure wish you would tell me
why you are reluctant to do your morning business in the backyard but my arms
are becoming quite sculpted by carrying sixty pounds down two flights of deck
stairs at 6:00 AM. I am certain that
this also is a great conversation starter for the neighbors.
Thank you for protecting me from every vehicle that passes
us as we walk on the sidewalk in town. I
cannot imagine how I ever managed to walk in my town without the added benefit
of your snarling and lunging. It’s
probably best that it’s hotter now and we restrict our walks to night. You, know, like midnight.
Thank you for enjoying Charlie’s old toys, especially the
ones that he had forgotten. Of course he
is interested now and the two of you seem to have such a great time tearing
them to bits.
Thank you for being tall enough that you check to make sure
I’m still alive if I haven’t roused from my sleep. Weekends aren’t for sleeping in after all and
you are so sweet for making sure I don’t miss any part of the day.
Thank you for encouraging me to pay attention to you. I love the wet toys you gently place in my
lap and when you steal my blanket, well that just helps me to get up faster,
right?
Thank you for insisting that you are a family member and not
a dog. You absolutely should sit on the
couch or chair even when we remove the cushions.
Thank you for your joy at bath time which is twice weekly
for you due to your romping and rolling in the yard (after I carry you
down). I’m not sure if my favorite part
of this routine is the dragging you down the hallway, the lifting you and
attempts at fitting you through the bathroom door as you spread all four legs
as wide as possible, or the heavy leaning you do once in the tub which inevitably
gives me a bath, too.
Thank you for chewing up a Duracell battery last night. Double A to be exact. And we learned something. You aren’t the first dog to do this. So I washed your mouth out, checked that
tongue and you got a nice bowl of milk.
Thank you for teaching the duck and chickens that there are
dangers lurking in the yard. It’s
important that they stay vigilant and not become too relaxed. It’s always better to stay at home, isn’t it?
Thank you for catching the flies that get trapped in the
house. It’s been such a very long time
since we had a dog help out with fly catching and I do enjoy watching your
efforts.
Thank you for keeping the squirrels out of the yard and
ultimately out of the bird feeders. I
really do believe that one day you will catch that squirrel. You are a flash of black and white across a
great expanse of green.
Thank you for enjoying endless amounts of tennis ball tossing. You are the only dog I have ever had that brings the ball back to me, placing it just so in my hand.
Thank you for catching my elbow and bumping it upward with
your head. I once had a black and white
dog who did that to me and I miss him terribly.
Thank you for being a dog that can be content to lie at my
feet while I watch a movie. I knew you
felt at home the night yo
