Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Although she hasn't said it out loud


I'm pretty sure she would much rather spend the day with him.
The days are few and far between when I get a tail wagggin' when we meet again.
I get it. He takes her shooting and motorcycle riding and wrestles with her like her peer.
I get it. He lets her run loose when he's working outside, practically forgetting about her, while her mother keeps a tight rein on her when it's her turn to work outside.
I get it. He gives her a bone every time he comes home from work, although she still can't flip it off her nose and catch it her mouth.

But, Deefor, I want you to know those rough-n-tumble activities do not come without their consequences, and I hereby, promise to never get a fish hook stuck in your nose like someone else we know.

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3 Comments:

Blogger NixonsMamma said...

awwww! ("someone else") :) Flashbacks of your Christmas card a couple years ago!

Nix does that same thing with Yo. I'm chopped-liver when he's around! I need to read a book on "How to raise a Mamma's Boy" haaaa!

xo.

2:07 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Are you kidding me...? You just publicly humiliated my dog. There was no good reason to call her out on the inability to flip the bone off her nose.

Hater I tell you, you're a hater! No wonder she likes me more. Chaaa ....Chicks...

Sean

2:29 PM  
Blogger Suzy ~ lorenzstudio said...

Tira,
I think I'm going to call it,
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder."

Sean,
Well.
I'm just sayin'.
If the old dog could learn a new trick, what's wrong with our new dog?

3:02 PM  

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