Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs. Show all posts

Friday, January 16, 2009

Dogs are of God, part 2

Being a dog lover I have to admit I don't understand them sometimes. They do some rather odd things at times. In fact, to be so smart sometimes they are so dumb. The couch is not a proper place to use the potty, but for some reason our former pup, Sasha, thought sometimes the couch was a proper potty place. Crazy dog. It always made me so mad when she would take a leak on the couch. She was a smart dog, she knew better.

So after yelling at her and all that she would hop down from the couch and hide or go to another room in the house. Ten minutes later she was back out, tail wagging. The odd thing was she always got over it, meaning she forgot and forgave me yelling and screaming at her about a new pet stain on the couch. Dogs have short memories in that sort of stuff.

I had an old dog back when I was growing up, Pancho. There were times when he did a dumb thing and I yelled at him. Five minutes later he would come back over, wagging his tail, tongue out, all was forgotten.

Dogs don't hold grudges, as far as I've seen and they seem to let stuff go, like screaming fits, fairly quickly. If only people could be more like dogs and have shorter memories of wrongs done and tantrums pitched by owners.

Call it unconditional love or whatever you want. I call it cool...

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Dogs are of God, part 1

I like dogs and always have. We always had dogs when I was a kid, so it was only natural that we had dogs in our house when my kids were growing up. I can't remember all the names of all the dogs we had, but I can remember little glimpses of those old hound dogs. I do remember Pancho, a black, big dog that my brother-in-law donated to us when he moved back to Texas. I loved that old big, black dog cause he would follow me wherever I went, like a good friend. He just wanted to hang out with me. Wagging his tail, tongue always sticking out, panting, he followed me.

I think one of the cool qualities about dogs is they like your company. Most of my dogs just liked hanging out with me, being by my side, walking, running, etc. That presence of a good ole four legged friend cannot be matched. A good dog will lay there beside you when you are fishing and just listen. Yes, listen. And they don't interrupt or talk back. Which is good and bad, but mostly good.

Being there, by your side, that is a pretty good quality I think.