Heart Like a Dog

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

Reflections

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I mentioned in yesterday’s post that Delilah has an obsession with….light reflections.

It started Christmas of 2010 when one of my daughter’s friends stopped by.  He was showing off his watch/cell phone (I think that’s pretty James Bond) and he happened to have a laser, which is when she got hooked.

Immediately after that she spent her waking time staring at the ceiling.  She just couldn’t relax, she was constantly looking around, waiting and watching for the next flicker on the ceiling.  This made me extremely sad because she was constantly on alert, no real relaxing for that girl. 🙁 (Just like her Mama I might add.)

If you walk through a room and the sun catches your watch…..up she jumps, barking at the reflection.

We had to stop eating at the dining room table because the light reflecting off the silverware drove her to the brink of insanity.  It seemed like every minute she jumped up and barked.  Hubby was constantly yelling at her, while I tried to reassure her, finally it was just easier to crate her while we ate.

I thought her obsession had diminished, because I hadn’t noticed it of late.  But then Thursday I picked something up from the table and the sunlight hit it causing a reflection to wiggle enticingly on the ceiling and she was up and at it again. 🙁

Does your dog chase reflections, or flickers of light?  What would you do if (s)he did?

Thoughts and suggestions are welcome. 🙂

Follow-Up Friday

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For those new to the blog, my follow-up Friday provides me with an opportunity to update or revise a post from the previous week.

You know sometimes you post about something and you need an update but it doesn’t warrant a whole blog.  Or sometimes someone made a comment that really resonated with you.  Yup, Follow-Up Friday baby! :-)

Shadow Dancer – Author’s Note

That was the first time I can recall that Delilah was intrigued by her own shadow, thankfully it doesn’t happen as often as her obsession with reflections, but that topic is for another post.

Monday Mischief – Author’s Note

I have to admit, while I was standing there holding my camera, I was rooting for Delilah too, she was just so damn determined to get into that tub to lick the oil/sugar mixture.  I almost stopped filming and went over to give her a boost, but then I would be defeating my purpose. 🙂

I will say that is not something we will be letting her do with any consistency, 1) because I am worried about her getting two feet in the tub and slipping on the oil and hurting herself and 2) the outside of the tub is wood and she could scratch it.  I know, it’s superficial compared to her well-being but it is still a factor.

New Soul/Old Soul – Author’s Note

I think you guys were about split in whether you believe in old soul/new soul but it certainly would explain a lot of things, wouldn’t it?

Reindeer Speak – Author’s Note

Thanks for the comments, it my head it sounded really funny, but sometimes it’s hard to convey that in the written format.  I’m glad you enjoyed it.  Truthfully I have a couple of friends that every time we get together somehow the topic always changes to poop.  I guess I’m just weird that way.

That’s it for us, we hope you had a great week.

Enjoy your weekend.

Reindeer Speak

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I’ve been thinking that even though my tagline says, “Life With Sampson And Delilah,” lately most of my posts are about Delilah.  Mostly because……well Delilah needs more work than Sampson does.

Which doesn’t mean that Sampson isn’t adorable in his own right.  So today I thought I’d share a story about something Sampson does that I think is absolutely adorable.

If you’ve been reading this blog for any length of time, you’ll know that there is nothing that is off-limits in terms of subject matter.

That being said, today’s topic is about pooping.

Dog pooping.

When we are out on the trails and the dogs have to poop, Delilah squats wherever she is and poops.

Sampson however likes a bit of privacy.  He will step off the trail, probably about 15 or 20 feet and do his business.   Many times I think he’s wandered off and I call him and look only to find him popping a squat.

Please give me some privacy while I find a nice place to poop.

While I think it’s very sweet that Sampson is so modest, it’s what he does AFTER he poops that causes the most amusement.

After Sampson does his business he gets his run on, like he’s just taken about 5 pounds off.  He zips past us, like he’s light as air, at which point Hubby or I will say, “I pooped, I pooped” in a Rudolph voice.

In Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, do you remember when all the little fawns first get together and Clarice takes a liking to Rudolph?  Rudolph gets all excited and shouts, “She thinks I’m cute, she thinks I’m cute,” and he flies through the air.

Ok, so this post worked in my head, but I’m not sure how it worked as a post.

What do you think was it funny or not?  And please be truthful.  🙂

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