Heart Like a Dog

The Good, the Bad, and the Oh My God of living with dogs!

My Dilemma…(Day One Hundred and Thirteen)

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There’s a blogging conference being held outside of Washington, DC in August; and I really want to attend.  The hotel it is being hosted at has agreed to waive their “No Pets” policy and I really want to bring Sampson.  I know if I could get him in front of the right person, I can get some exposure and here’s why.

Today when I picked the dogs up from daycare I was greeted by a very sweet woman who came out and said, “I just love your dogs; especially Sampson. ”  She offered her hand and said, “My name’s Robin, and your dogs are just so sweet!”    This is not the first time this has happened, this happens to me with almost everyone that meets him; he is really quite the charmer.  I know if I could bring him to the conference, it might really be an opportunity to have some doors opened for us; but here is my dilemma; he’s a big boy and he loves to see other dogs and people and I’m just not sure how he would behave while I was sitting in a seminar.  I think he would be ok once he met all the other dogs, but until then he would see a dog or a new person, jump up and just about knock them down.  I would hate to bring him all that way and have to leave him in the room the entire time; so I thought I would throw it out to all of you and see if anyone has any thoughts?

What do you think?

Dog Crazy…(Day One Hundred and Eleven)

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So by now, you all know that I’m just crazy about my dogs.  There are a variety of reasons, besides the unconditional love they bestow upon me, they are a constant source of joy and amusement.  As I’ve mentioned before, they are about as opposite as any two dogs could possibly be.

Sampson likes to stay in bed in the morning, while Delilah is a “Oh she moved, it must be time to get up” kind of dog.   I will get up and go in the bathroom, 9 out of 10 times Delilah will join me in there if she thinks I am taking too long.  (They eat breakfast as soon as we leave the bedroom. ) If I have made the mistake of closing the bathroom door tightly, you can hear the thump of her heading trying to open the door. 🙂

Because of Sampson’s love of staying in bed, a long time ago I invented his morning “Wake-up” song.  Traditionally he lies in bed until I sing the song (twice) and have rubbed his ears and tummy.  Then and only then will he get up.  Lately though, he has taken to going out into the living room with Chet; sometimes he comes back in the bedroom while I am in the bathroom and sometimes he doesn’t.  This doesn’t excuse me from singing the morning song though, I must sing it to him wherever he is.  (Don’t worry, I created a song for Delilah too.)

This morning he was in the living room when I came out of the bathroom, so Delilah and I went out and I said, “Where’s my punkin?”  There he was on the living room floor, a huge grin on his face; just waiting.

Just like this.

So tell me, how can this not make you smile?

Then There Was Delilah (Day 100)

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Well at long last I am pleased to say; Delilah’s story has been started.  In the top right of this page, should be a link that will take you to the beginning of Delilah’s story.

It was emotional for me to write it; and I still tear up reading it in certain places.  When I think back to the dog that came off the transport on May 26, 2007, to the dog that sleeps in front of me now, I cannot believe it is the same dog!  Realistically she is not the same dog as she has changed and grown so much.

I hope to add to her story, who knows maybe the books I publish will not be picture books at all…

My sweet girl.

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