Three things about my dog
In my efforts to not talk about the pets all the time, I tend to not talk about them enough, or so it seems. And so, here are three things about my dog that have made me happy lately.
MB has taught Indy how to stand up on his hind legs and hop like a bunny. Or rather, like a person doing the bunny hop. It is precisely as cute as you imagine, times about fifteen. I'm planning to borrow BoMB's camera soon so I can get the trick on video. It is just that awesome.
As we were coming back from our walk this morning, Indy and I passed a beautiful little bluepoint Siamese cat, coming down her driveway. I reined Indy in a bit since he OMGSQUEELOVES cats and cats tend to not return the sentiment, expecting the cat to notice us and run off, or at least halt in her tracks to scope us out. Instead, as we stood there and waited, she moseyed straight over to Indy, peered curiously into his face, and delicately sniffed him, her nose touching his. She then sauntered off and flopped down to stretch out on her side in the sun, completely confident in her badassery and place as ruler of the Universe. Indy and I were suitably impressed.
A dog down the street has a tennis ball with a rope loop attached, and Indy always acts interested in it when we see her. Possibly that's because her owner throws the ball about forty feet straight up and the dog catches it on the way back down. I saw the same kind of ball and rope contraption on sale at the grocery the other day and decided to buy one for Indy. Our yard doesn't have a whole lot of lateral space, so a toy that can go up and still be fun seemed like a good idea. It was really nice out today, so when I got home from work I took the rope ball out for Indy to try.
He didn't even try to catch it in mid-air, preferring to pounce on it as soon as it landed. Each time he grabbed it, he held it by the ball, letting the rope dangle free. And each time he took off running with it, he stepped on the rope, pulling the ball out of his own mouth. In one ten-yard sprint, I think he stepped on the rope at least six times. Worth every penny, that toy.
Gratuitous Spring flower photos:
Reading: Finding Darwin's God by Kenneth R. Miller
Playing: Californication by the Red Hot Chili Peppers, perfect for driving around on a sunny day with the sunroof open and the windows rolled down