Heart Like a Dog

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

If It Was Any Closer

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Have you ever been looking for something and you just can’t see it, but it’s actually right in front of your nose? When I was a kid my mother always said, “If it was any closer, it would bit you.” This is one of those times.

As is usual with me, some of the funniest incidents that happen with my dogs, happen when I’m not ready with the camera.

This was the case Sunday morning. Since I wasn’t ready with my camera, I’m going to do my best to paint a picture for you.

Long time readers will remember Delilah has an obsession with chipmunks. You can read about that here, and here.

Delilah loves to chase the chipmunks but she really has no chance because she runs out barking like a fool. For years I’ve been telling her, “Stealth my love, stealth.” But she doesn’t listen.

On the weekends, Hubby and I take turns sleeping in. Saturday is his day and Sunday is mine. I decided to hit the grocery store early, so breakfast was a bit late.

The dogs were both intent on Hubby who was in the kitchen working on breakfast. I happened to walk by the french doors and noticed two chipmunks sitting out on the retaining wall.

Ok, I'm no good with the photoshopping, but I did my best.

The chipmunks in our yard aren’t THAT big, I just haven’t yet mastered photoshopping.

I ever so carefully opened the door. Typically when I open that door, it makes a noise that alerts the chipmunks, but that didn’t happen on Sunday.

Instead, I opened the door and stood there watching the chippies, trying to figure out how to get Delilah over there without tipping the chips or Sampson off.

Delilah looked over at me, realized the door was open and casually sauntered over to and then out the door. At this point, the chipmunk closest to the house, jumped off the wall and darted into one of his tunnels. (That’s the one facing UP the steps).

Delilah didn’t see that chipmunk, instead, she headed for the steps.

And then she stopped.

Right in front of the other chipmunk. I mean, the chipmunk was literally 8 inches away from her head. If she’d only turned to her right, she could have snapped that chipmunk up.

But she didn’t.

Instead, the chipmunk turned around and ran up the rest of the steps and Delilah had NO IDEA anything had happened, until she got to the top of the steps. She must have caught a whiff of chip because she darted over to one of their entrances and started sniffing about.

Fee fie foe fum, I smell the smell of chipmunk scrum.

Fee fie foe fun, I smell the smell of chipmunk scrum. (Old photo, we have green up there now!)

I stood in the doorway, and said to Hubby, “Did you SEE that?”

But he didn’t.

And there I was, at the door unable to capture it on film when I realized my camera was right next to the door.

Right next to it! If it was any closer, it would have bit me.

I guess I know where Delilah gets it from. 🙂

You Make Me Smile – May 15, 2016

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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 or a laugh to my lips.

The other day when I got home from work Delilah indicated she wanted to go outside. Typically when she does this, she goes out, does her business and comes right back in. So I was surprised when I looked outside and caught her doing this.

Sorry for the mess, the trees are dropping bud like crazy.

Sorry for the mess, the trees are dropping bud like crazy.

Sampson is usually the dog that enjoys laying out and soaking up the sun, so I was taken aback that she was out there.

I....wanna soak up the sun.

I….wanna soak up the sun.

She really seemed to be enjoying it too.

Looking out at her just flat out relaxed like that, really made me smile.

What do your pets do that make you smile?

Put Me In Coach

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Ya’ll know that I have an amazing field and wooded hiking trails right up the street from my house. In fact, it’s the dog’s and my favorite place to walk.

In years past, starting mid to late March we’ve had to share the field with the LaCrosse team. It’s not that bad, the season only runs to the beginning of June and the field is mostly used a couple of nights a week. It’s easy to plan a schedule around and make adjustments in our routine.

About three weeks ago, Delilah and I noticed some changes taking place up there. It started out slowly. Each time we went up to the field, there was something new added.

It started out with lines being painted on the grass. I was thrilled because right in the center was a giant circle.

It’s a walking meditation circle, I breathlessly declared to Delilah and proceeded to walk her around it.

Looks like paint to me.

Looks like paint on grass to me.

The next time we went up to the field, there were benches. Let’s have some fun, I said to Delilah and urged her up on the bench.

Nobody likes to SIT on the bench.

Nobody likes to SIT on the bench. PUT me in coach!

The following day there were goal posts, no netting, just the frames for the goal. I plunked Delilah in there and snapped a picture.

It's like a giant picture frame.

It’s like a giant picture frame. Who’s a pretty girl?

On our next visit to the field, the goal posts had netting.

A good Labra-goalie knows you need to watch both sides of the goal.

A good Labra-goalie knows you need to watch both sides of the goal.

At this point I knew someone other than the LaCrosse team was going to be using the field. (The LaCrosse team used the field just for practice and would store their gear in a small garage at the entrance to the park, and pull it out when needed.)

The next night, shit got real sirius.

Mom says it's a porta-potty, but I'm thinking it's what you people call a concession stand.

Mom says it’s a porta-potty, but I’m thinking it’s what you people call a concession stand. It just smells SO good.

Despite all of the clues, I had no real idea WHAT was going on until Sunday. Delilah and I headed out for our afternoon walk, and there were cars blasting up and down my street. My street is a dead end so traffic isn’t really a thing.

When I looked up the hill, I was shocked to see both sides of the street lined with cars. We happened to be heading out just as some cars were leaving, while others were arriving, which made walking up a car lined street…challenging.

But we made it.

I love that the field is getting used and people are finding out the beauty in our little corner of the universe.

I can easily circumvent the field and head right to the trails.

I can deal with the left over apple cores and the occasional bit of litter.

But why, WHY must they park in the field?  Grass should not have tire marks embedded in it.

No cars on the field!

No cars on the field!

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