Blogging.

One Blog so often motivates another and sometimes for quite peculiar reasons.

O’Connor loves Robin Dominic half to death. He hears the car and goes potty. Racing between one door or another and back again.

Me? Heaven knows. He can still catch me a good one behind my knees when I am not watching out for it, but only when I am putting food in his bowl. Rotten Little Shit.

But tonight I sat with him on the sofa for a minute, or at least what is left of it. And he went totally head down again. The big grovel. He always does this when I pay him any particular attention.

I suppose that I could see this as good dog manners for the mother of his best loved people person, but is any dog that bright?

Actually it isn’t all that bad, excepting that I don’t want him to be afraid of me. I have never so much as raised my voice to him. He doesn’t even know what Rotten Little Shit even means. It’s a joke, albeit a slightly wearing one when I mop up the latest puddle of pee or three.

He is a very beautiful little dog with Snake Eyes and a very loud voice. And he defend my house. What more could I wish for?

One Response to “Blogging.”

  1. Elizabeth Says:

    You ask “I suppose that I could see this as good dog manners for the mother of his best loved people person, but is any dog that bright?” Yes, I believe they are. You provide his food and lodging, and love. And he doggie-loves you.

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