Monday, April 25, 2016

Demand"O" Dog




















 Those of you who have read this blog for awhile know that we have a very head strong, carrot loving, exceptionally demanding dachshund. I love him to pieces, but Lord, there are days when I don't know who will prevail upon whom. In most cases, the dog wins out. I never wanted to have a dog. I love dogs; I used to walk around town with dog biscuits in my pockets to feed to other peoples dogs. They all loved me too.I got all the benefits without any of the responsibilities. If someones dog took a dump in their yard, that was fine with me. Not my problem. If they were spastic and carried on barking for hours on end, that was their mess to deal with, not mine. I didn't have to worry if their dog needed walked or bathed or fed or sent to the vets. All I wanted to do was pet them and enjoy their friendship. However, all that changed when we ended up with a dog of our own. I've watched the changes come over him as the years have progressed. Much like Jan and I, he's put on some extra pounds, and I think he sleeps more than he used to. Frequently when he hears a noise outside  and wants to hop up onto the back of the couch to check it out, he looks at the couch like it's Mount Everest, and on occasion opts to stay on the floor and let the noise go unchallenged.  On sunny days he wants to spend unlimited time outside. That's understandable, I like to be outside when it's nice too, but it's not always possible. He's developed an exceptionally annoying habit of sitting below my chair and making the most irritating sound.It's not really a whine, although that would be bad enough. It sounds almost like a little kid straining on the toilet. Inevitably, he will start in when I'm sitting down trying to catch a little nap. I try to ignore him, but he's like a mosquito in a small space when you're trying to go to sleep. He can't be ignored. I keep thinking that eventually he'll give up and leave, perhaps go sniff the floor for a few crumbs, but that never happens. He is the most persistent being I've ever come across. We refer to him as Demand-o- dog or the demand-o commando. He's unrelenting in his pursuit of whatever it is he wants, be it a spin outside or a few baby carrots. It really has a tendency to wear me out. Frankly, he's worse than a little kid. You know, there's a reason why people have children when they're young- they have the energy then. However, you can be ninety years old and  have a dog or cat and you're stuck with feeding them, playing with them, walking them or cleaning out the litter box. They're a lot of work! I agree that they are good companions, and I always know when someone is on the porch, but when he's gone, I may just opt to have him stuffed. I can still pet him, I won't have to worry about where I step out in the lawn, and if I want to take a nap, I can do so uninterrupted. It might just be the best of both worlds.

8 comments:

  1. poor Rigby getting picked on :) Love that dog.

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    1. What about poor dad being picked on? The dog is relentless! He's more demanding than any child I've ever been around. I love him, but there are times when he really test the limits of that love.

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  2. poor dad :( I remember how bad he was when we were there last year. Good thing he is so cute :). Love you

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  3. I got a kick out of meeting Rigby, he's such a character. I don't think having him stuffed is a good idea, though, that just gives me the willies. Kinda like those Chinese stuffed cats or dogs that are battery-operated to look like they're breathing while sleeping....Ugh. Just MHO.

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  4. I got a kick out of meeting Rigby, he's such a character. I don't think having him stuffed is a good idea, though, that just gives me the willies. Kinda like those Chinese stuffed cats or dogs that are battery-operated to look like they're breathing while sleeping....Ugh. Just MHO.

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  5. Hi Jill, I don't know what MHO is, so I can't really respond to that. However, aside from the fact that he wouldn't be a very good guard dog, at least there would be no feeding, vets,cleaning up the yard or any of the other chores that go with owning a pet. Maybe once in awhile dust him off and he'd be good as new. Chances are that won't happen though. We'll probably have to invest in an animal mausoleum and have him interred at an astronomical price.

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  6. MHO = my humble opinion. You could always get a kitty companion for Rigby and that'll surely occupy and entertain him, haha!

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  7. Hi Shannon- I don't think he'd care for that much. He doesn't even like dogs walking out in the street in front. He's getting like me, old and crotchety and pretty darn demanding.

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