I was
watching TV the other day and saw a commercial saying something like, “Your dog
sees everything you do. And they don’t care.” I started thinking about that. I’ve
been told I’m er, eccentric. I live
alone, except for my pets, so they probably do see some pretty strange
things. In fact, if someone ever does
perfect a device allowing dogs to talk, mine are going to have to put their
paws on the dotted line of a confidentiality agreement.
Yes. I talk
to my dogs. Why not? They’re here,
staring at me all day. I couldn’t ignore them because why have them if you’re
not going to interact.
There are
times when I think I’m completely hilarious. Other people, not always. I make
what are commonly called “Dad jokes” and crack myself up. And some jokes never get old so I repeat them often.
I love to
sing. That can have unfortunate effects, such as when I learned the words to “Baby
Shark” and had an earworm that lasted for days. But sometimes I just sing. I
have opera day, where I sing most things I say as a recitative. Sometimes we have Broadway day as well. I think the dogs prefer show tunes.
When I’m
watching TV, they are treated to a running commentary of what I think about
things. When I watch “Antiques Roadshow,” I express dismay, envy, or astonishment
at what something is worth. When I watch a mystery, I am bad about yelling, “He
did it!” early on. The dogs never get upset with me for spoiling the ending.
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| Zoe at the groomer |
I run around
in some pretty strange, but very comfortable clothing when I’m at home. My dogs
have never commented on my fashion choices.
If I choose
to eat, well, an entire bag of chips? (Hey, give me a break. I’d had a really
bad day.) Other than staring at me in hope of a handout that won't come, nary a judgement passes their
doggy lips. Or if I choose to eat dinner
on the sofa, they don’t seem to be bothered at all.
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| Brighid smiling for the camera |
That’s the
thing about dogs, though, isn’t it. Their unconditional love has no bounds.
They, by their very existence, simply want to be loved. It’s worth the alarm
clock barking to be fed first thing in morning, the fur on my clothes or around
the house, the rare naughtiness. They
are company without comment, comfort through the bad times, reasons to laugh at
their quirkiness. I couldn’t imagine my life without them.
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| Liam at the groomer |
Do you have pets? Do they witness you in all your glory, being yourself and loving you anyway? Leave a comment below.
I talk to my pets. As you said, why have them if you don't interact? Our dog doesn't seem critical but our cats? Suffice it to say that Sebastian can be very expressive without making a comment. Max talks to me but Jasmine just stares and tries for head pats. I can't imagine not having pets.
ReplyDeleteI can't either, Caroline. Thanks for your comment.
ReplyDeleteThis is so sweet, Bea. My two dogs and cat are high priority to me. My hubby has complained that I think more of them than I do him. Lol. The cat is allowed to stay in the house, or go out if he likes. The dogs...hubby won't allow it. So, because they won't enter the two dog houses we've had long before we adopted them, I set up a makeshift double dog hous with a card table and some plywood, in the storage room. Pile in cover and pillows, then cover the top and sides with a blanket to keep out the cold and Walla! I go out every night when it's cold, to put a comforter over both dogs. They seem to love it. It's so cute to see them with their heads sticking out from beneath the cover. I leave the storage room door cracked open just enough that they can come out and relieve themselves during the night. Yes, I do love those dogs and the cat. And I talk to them all the time.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Laurean. I love that you build your dogs a little a blanket fort.
ReplyDeleteWe have three black cats and yes we talk to them all and yes if there ever is a device invented that well translate what they say they too will have to put their paws on the dotted line of a confidentiality agreement.
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