Thursday, February 27, 2014
Close to Nowhere
Another new puppy?
We are insane at my house. All of us! Daughter Dana and youngest granddaughter Remy went to Tupelo a couple weeks ago and Remy sent me a text: “We’ve got a new dog!”
I almost screamed. We already had one new dog more than we needed.
We brought Bernadette home just before Christmas. She’s half Great Pyrenees, half standard poodle and a really big puppy. At six months old now, she weighs over 60 pounds and rests her paws easily on my shoulders.
She has no clue that she isn’t a lap dog, like Foxie, our rescue Pom and Mr. Bean, our miniature schnauzer. They can both sit in my lap at the same time and frequently do.
We also have two outside dogs, Quint and Nobi. Quint is a red heeler and is very protective of everything he thinks is his. Which is everything we own. Nobi is a bit different. She’s part beagle, part something else and something else also and is not an attractive dog. She is so sweet and obedient that you just have to love her though.
Big brown puppy doesn’t have a name yet. Dana and kids call her Delta. I think that’s a stupid name for a dog, although I have a friend named Delta and it suits her just fine.
We had a boxer named Girl Puppy for many years and maybe that’s what is influencing me -- I keep calling the new dog Big Brown Puppy. There was a race horse that won both the Kentucky Derby and the Belmont but didn’t win the Preakness (maybe I have those last two in the wrong order, maybe not).
Big Brown was a beautiful horse and ran like a race horse is supposed to -- like the wind.
Big Brown Puppy can’t actually run yet. She’s already about the same size as the red heeler and probably isn’t six months old yet. Maybe four or five? She’s pretty clumsy and when she runs, she thunders and then she falls. She and Bernadette are already fast friends. They’re both nervous around Quint, who is the master of all he surveys and don’t you forget it!
Now, every morning when I get up, first I have to wait on Mr. Bean to get up, then everyone has to go outside for a bit.
Everyone is the three dogs that sleep in the house.
When they come back in, Quint has decided he’s coming in too. So Nobi comes in as well. And you can’t shove hard enough to keep Big Brown Puppy out.
And the outside cats, who never come in, flood all over and under the dogs, barrelling into the house.
I guess the horses will be the next ones trying to get in to sit in my lap!
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