Belly Laughs

To me, the absolute best thing about having a dog is a dog will make you laugh every single day. Usually without much effort on the dog’s part. The past few weeks I’ve been watching lots of comedy shows and they do make me laugh, but it’s not nearly as good as laughing at/with a dog. I had the pleasure of having Ms. Sweet Pea hang out with me one afternoon while her human ran some errands.

Sweet Pea likes to chase tennis balls and chew the fuzz off of them. She does not eat the fuzz, but like most discerning women, she prefers her balls sans fuzz. She also doesn’t like to drop the ball, instead she hurls her little 20 lb. body onto you and forces you to lie down while she stands over you with the ball in her mouth. I was laughing so hard, but I was afraid to open my mouth too wide, because I just knew her plan was to drop the ball in my mouth like some psycho bird feeding her young. Try laughing without opening your mouth, it isn’t easy!

Sweet Pea snoozes on the bed Dudley rarely used

Sweet Pea snoozes on the bed Dudley rarely used

Closeup of Sweet Pea's blonde tuft

Closeup of Sweet Pea’s blonde tuft

Spending time alone with Sweet Pea made me realize how much she reminded me of Zoe. It was more than just the sweet hound faces on both of them and Zoe was three times the size of Sweet Pea, but their personalities are similar. Both suffer separation anxiety but  like Sweet Pea, Zoe was very social with other dogs and humans. I even noticed Sweet Pea had a little blonde tuft of hair growing out of her tail nub just like Zoe did.

Zoe snoozes while her blonde tuft blows in the breeze

Zoe snoozes while her blonde tuft blows in the breeze

Closeup of the blonde tuft of hair

Closeup of the blonde tuft of hair

Sweet Pea and I went for a walk and for the first time since I last walked Dudley, I didn’t cry at every little landmark I saw on the walk. In this context, “landmarks” are all the places where he did his bidness. I miss my dogs greatly and I know that will never change, but I do know that because of them, I am a better human and there are other dogs  to love in my future.

There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.  ~Ben Williams

About Shoeful of Drool

I lived with a golden retriever/German shepherd mix named Dudley. Dudley was a rescue from Hurricane Floyd and he lived with me from October 1999 until he passed away in December 2012. In January 2001, Zoe a black & tan hound mix came to live with us until she died in June 2011. I truly believe having dogs has made me a better person. Every single day these dogs still give me something to laugh about and I hope by sharing these stories you can laugh, too.
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5 Responses to Belly Laughs

  1. Feeling your pain! Great post – let me know when you want to “borrow” Lillie. She will make you laugh, guaranteed!

    • Thanks Kel, you should see the bruise beside my knee where the little minx landed once. I’m lucky I live in a neighborhood full of dogs. Give Ms. Lillie a nice butt scratch for me!

  2. Just wanted to give you a heads up – I’ve nominated you for The Liebster Blog Award. It’s a great way to network with other bloggers by recognizing the ones you admire (as I admire yours), and to discover new favorites. There are some logistics involved, so if you choose not to participate I totally understand. If you’d like to be involved, here’s the short link: Hope to see you there 🙂

  3. Aloha,

    Thanks for all your likes and the nomination. Truth be told I’m not great at following directions…just what you want in your pet sitter…not. I will follow up on the weekend. What a nice surprise on an otherwise dreary day.

    FYI, love the “Tuft” photos, I thought I was the only one who enjoyed taking photos of dog butts!!

    Thanks again,

  4. Looking forward to it!

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