You make me smile (or laugh), the sweet, funny, loving things my dogs do on a daily basis that brings a smile to my face and a laugh to my lips.
Sampson, the way you love to lay out in the sun, even though you are hot and panting…
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You make me smile.
Naturally as soon as I noticed he was panting, I called him inside and had him drink some water and cool down.
Do your dogs stay outside even when they are obviously hot? How do you handle that?
Welcome to this week’s edition of Follow-Up Friday, the post where I highlight reader’s comments, answer questions and generally just wrap up my week.
Why Pictures of my Dogs Make Me Sad
Vacation
Beth left a great comment and many of you added your voices to hers. Some of you expressed sadness as well in regard to your pets. The reality is they are with us such a short time, we need to treasure every moment.
Thank you all for reminding me of that.
You Make Me Smile – May 31, 2015
Sheet, what sheet?
Sue said, “We have a “dog couch” – meaning the dogs know they’re allowed on it, but not the rest of the furniture. Except the beds.”
THAT is the dog couch! LOL I like to keep a sheet on it so at Christmas or other holidays, I can take the sheet off and use it for people to sit on. But they do have to contend with Sampson and his stink eye.
Sand Spring Chesapeakes said, “He likes it naked!!! ”
Apparently he does!
Jackie Bouchard said, “Cute! Rita likes to sleep naked, but she doesn’t get to sleep on the naked couch. We put a blankie on her corner of the couch and she knows she’s supposed to stay on her blankie.”
That’s a great idea. Sadly our couch is not big enough to hold two humans and two dogs. 🙁 I’ve been wanting a sectional with a chaise. I think it will fit at least one dog.
Do you see that? Is it a low flying kite?
Paved by Paws said, “Hopefully next time Delilah goes to the beach – if there’s a next time 😉 – that she won’t pull you along like that!”
Hopefully the next time I’ll keep my head and drop the leash!
Mary said, “I have to laugh at the visual story you weave there. I think you need little dogs, LOL”
How small do I have to go?
Emma said, “Kind of like Bailie with more poundage?”
Well….Bailie’s strength took me by surprise. For such a small dog, she really gave me a workout. 🙂
Blueberry’s Human said, “Coyotes passed RIGHT IN FRONT OF US once and she went from zero to 60 in about 2 seconds flat”
Oh yeah. I was trying to find the best way to describe it. LOL It was horrible.
Hailey and Zaphod said, “LOL! That is exactly what would happen to me, except I would know that I should drop Hailey but would be too afraid she would run away.”
I think that was probably in the back of my mind as well. I mean the Outer Banks go on for a while. LOL
2 Brown Dawgs said, “A kite huh? Well I do love the photos so I am glad you landed long enough to take some.”
It was the best analogy I could come up with. 🙂 I’m glad you liked the photos.
Chelsea Price said, “There were pickle chips?! How did I miss those?! We had a great time at BlogPaws but were sorry to have missed you.”
The pickle chips were at the convenience store we stopped at on Sunday. 🙂 I’m sorry I missed you also, there was so many people unless you planned somewhere to meet, it was terribly hard to find them.
Melf said, “Thanks for the shout out Jodi!…Thank you for the lovely acceptance speech you gave on my behalf. I am so glad you were willing to do it. Dill pickle chips? Doesn’t your face pucker up when you take a bite?”
You are very welcome Mel. It was a great post and very deserving of the award and I was happy to accept for you. The chips may make my mouth pucker, but they are worth it.
Jen Gabbard said, “Thanks for the shot out; I’m so disappointed I wasn’t able to attend. I’ve been browsing (stalking everyone) all the photos and it looks like it was so much fun. While watching the live streams I kept finding myself squeeing everytime I saw someone I “knew” even though most of the time it was purely recognition of the pets first. And dill pickle chips? I don’t know about that level of crazy.”
Oh there was squeeing in person also. 🙂 And the chips, they are a good level of crazy. 🙂
Sweet Dogs Make Great Posts Too – Barks and Bytes
Sweet boy, look at him sitting with his sick friend.
Cupcake said, “Maybe Sampson was hoping to get a taste of the crow. Just sayin’…”
Oh Cupcake. Only you. 🙂
Carol Bondy said, “I always talk about luke in my group, not because he is bad, but because he is so goofy and weird and people ask..what about kayla…she is so good and sweet…and just a normal sweet baby..i sort of overlook her in my storytelling too…she eats, she sleeps, she plays, she loves…everyday….only so much you can talk about that…lol”
Exactly Carol! How many times can you write that? LOL
Flea said, “Oh, now see, I’d have taken the crow into the house. And I believe that the proper term is, “The crows were going apeshit.” Just sayin’. 😉”
Oh I know YOU would have taken the crow in the house. 🙂 And thank you for clearing up the terminology. I’ll try to remember that next time.
Jan said, “Sampson would have made a great doctor or nurse. My dogs are infamous for dispatching any bird that is foolish enough to light in the yard.”
Truthfully, I’m surprised neither one of them tried to eat/catch it. Not that it was putting up a fight or anything.
Elaine said, “How sweet! I think Sampson was watching over it to make sure nothing happened until Mr. Crow was able to recover. I’m an optimist though. :-)”
Thank you! That’s what I thought too!
Taryn said, “I think the crows were just yelling “Man Down!”…or in their case “Crow Down!”. Hopefully the poor thing had just bumped his head on a tree and was recovering from a bad headache. Birds on the ground don’t usually fare too well.”
Well I checked on it and it wasn’t there and I didn’t see any feathers to indicate anything nefarious had gone on. I’m taking that as a good sign.
That’s it for me. Thanks for hanging in there with me!
When I first started this blog it was to share stories of Sampson and generate interest for a (bad) children’s book I had written. I quickly discovered dogs like Sampson don’t generally make for great story telling.
How many times can a person read, “Sampson stayed on the couch today.” “Sampson laid out in the sun today”? Etc… But bad dogs… ok, let’s say challenging dogs, challenging dogs generate some highly amusing content. ( “Delilah’s Reality Show”, “Delilah’s 12 Days of Christmas“.)
Monday after I returned from BlogPaws, I discovered that good dogs can make for some great blog posts too.
We have a wood retaining wall in the back of our house that is in need of replacement. I had scheduled an appointment to have someone come out to give us an estimate.
It was rainy and cold on Monday and I was hunkered down in the house, waiting for the appointed time. The crows were going bullshit. I could hear them, caw, caw, caw, up in the trees in the back yard. I figured something was out there, took a quick look (threw a rock at the damn crows) saw nothing and told the crows to make tracks.
Once the wall consultant arrived and it looked like he might be there a while, I asked if it was okay to let the dogs out. Delilah was losing her mind, wanting him out of her yard and Sampson needed to be loved. He was fine with the dogs so I let them out.
After the initial honeymoon phase had worn off the dogs went off to poke around the yard.
Meanwhile the damn crows were still at it. “I think something’s up there” I said to Jim and I looked up back and sure enough, both dogs were interested in something on the ground.
I headed up back to find them both sniffing a crow that was just sort of lying on the ground. The crow did not move as I approached, but it did look at me and I could see it was still breathing.
Poor guy couldn’t move.
I had a hard time convincing the dogs to leave it, but I finally did. Then I knew I had to do something with that crow. But I wasn’t sure what.
I decided the best course of action would be to move it to the other side of the fence, that way it would not be bothered by the dogs and hopefully whatever was going on with it, it would recover and fly away.
No, I didn’t pick it up. GAH, that’s just gross, besides I’m afraid of birds. Remember the one that hissed at me?
I went in search of a shovel.
To move it! Not to kill it! What kind of blog do you think this is?
Jim (bless his heart) offered to move the bird and offered to use a pitchfork. “You won’t stab it will you?” I asked.
He laughed, “No, I wouldn’t do that!”
Thankfully we found a shovel and as carefully as he could Jim scooped up the bird and gently placed it on the other side of the fence. Besides getting the bird out of my yard, this appeased those damn crows and they finally stopped squawking.
Jim and I went about the business of discussing the wall, when I noticed Sampson was missing.
My sweet, sweet boy, he was up in the back sitting with the bird. I’m not sure if he was protecting it from the other crows, or keeping it company, but I had to go up there and drag him away.
He’ll get by with a little help from his friends.
See, sweet dogs can make for good storytelling. (At least I hope my storytelling was good.) 😉
Later as I was relating the story to Hubby he said, “The crows were cawing at it, hoping it would die so they could eat it.” UGH
I replied, “I like to take the more optimistic approach and think they were cheering him on to get up.”
When I checked on the bird last night he was gone. There were no feathers and no evidence that anything malicious had happened to it.
So I’m going with the theory he just needed a little time to recover from whatever was ailing him.
Hey Mr. Crow, please remember the kindness you were shown at my house and tell your friends to have their raucous parties somewhere else.
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