Thank Dog!

Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.

Colette

Come here, “Dog.” – Husband

I saw him coming out of my office, wiping the white fluffy fur out of his palms on the legs of his tattered work jeans.

Your dog is in your office, waiting for you. – Husband

He pretends not to like her. It’s like their dance, or something. When he thinks I’m not looking, he rubs her belly, feeds her some of his dinner, and smooches her nose… okay, that’s probably just me and he probably doesn’t smooch her nose. I smooch her nose.

Husband does smooch my nose, though. So, there’s that. ❤

It was my idea to get FurButt Gigi… saw her picture on my Facebook feed and couldn’t look away. This has never happened before to me and I’m not sure it will ever happen again. A dog was never in our plan. I was never, ever going to pick up dog poop. Period.

We wanted a full house! Five Beautiful Souls, yes. Countless cats, sure. Fish galore, bring it. Plants out the wazoo, absolutely.

But a dog? Uhm, nope.

So, just as Five Beautiful Souls have found their way into their own homes… that face. Her eyes. It was her eyes… and her ear… oh, and her fur… aw, shit. She had me at “yip.”

Husband and I thought we were too independent and free-spirited for the routine of a dog, but we’ve grown to enjoy that early morning constitutional. It’s usually just me and Gigi, but on occasion Husband – who insists he NOT be called Papa by Gigi; he’s Steven to her, thankyouverymuch – joins us. For her part, Gigi is good with calling him Steven. Or Tall Thin Dude. 

I am Mama GG and I like it that way. 🙂

She has brought more joy and grounding into our lives than I ever thought possible. She waits quietly, patiently, right by our chairs at dinnertime for her little treat. She licks most everyone who comes to visit. (You’ve been forewarned!) 

She’s made fast friends of all four, er six if you count the two in the barn, cats. One of the funniest things is to watch the cats eat the dog food and slurp up the dog water… oh, these fur babies! 😀

Animals are such agreeable friends; they ask no questions, pass no criticisms.

George Eliot

Truth be shared, I am a great deal of work. Intense, moody, passionate. Always busy thinking, feeling, dreaming, studying, reading… and I’m thankful for such patient lovers as Husband and Gigi.

She missed you while you were gone. – Husband

I really did, Mama GG. – FurButt Gigi

Until one has loved an animal, part of one’s soul remains unawakened.

Anatole France

I think Gigi may be gifted as you can set a clock according to her treat schedule. Every night at exactly 7:15, she plops herself down by the kitchen counter under the cupboard and quietly eyeballs us until she gets her treat.

Then, off to the living room to hide  under the table while she snarfs it down. Then a quick wagging of the tail to let us know it’s time to head back outside – rain, snow, lightening, sunshine – for exactly 15 minutes before she hightails it back inside for bed. She has her own little spot on the end of the couch.

She likes a quick belly rub and to be snuggled into her blanket with her baby, thank you.

Three daily walks. Two meals. A number of snacks.

And for what in return?

PURE LOVE.

If there are no dogs in Heaven, then I want to go where they went.

Will Rogers

Amen to that! I’ll even pick up the poop. ❤