by J.D. Faver
Well, I've done my part to
celebrate this day. I have waited on my dog, Minx, to the point that she is
rotten. I am of the opinion that your pets should be considered part of your
family and should share your life completely. She has a fenced back yard and
she is the queen of all she surveys. When I let her out in the morning, she
polices the yard and makes sure no squirrels or birds have invaded her turf.
Minx is also known as Heart
of Darkness because she is full of mischief and way too much dog for me. She is
half Chihuahua
and half rat terrier; in other words pure mutt. She is black and looks more
like a very small rat terrier with bigish stand up ears and more energy than a
bushel of ferrets.
Every morning, I accompany
her into the back yard armed with her toys. My job is to throw them as far as
my poor little arms can throw. Her job is to fetch the toys back to me. This is
her only trick. The only reason she has mastered this single trick is because I do not fetch. If she doesn't bring
the toy right back to me, I go inside. Now if she fails to bring the toy to me,
I can tell her to go get it and she does. She is probably very disappointed
that she can't train me to fetch.
I get more distance when
slinging a Frisbee across the back yard than with one of the balls or the rope
toy. But when I had a regular size Frisbee she would grip it with her teeth and
step on the curved edge which would knock it out of her mouth. For this reason,
I went to the pet store and spent a whopping $9.99 on a mini Frisbee about the
size of a saucer. Now, she can actually pick it up and come racing back to me...Priceless!
I know she is convinced that
we are both dogs. We have to play together, go outside together, we must be in
the same part of the house together. If I step out into the garage, I have my
little black doggie escort. When I go out the mailbox by the front curb by
myself, this sets up some serious complaints. Did mention that my dog is a
yappy, talky dog? She has quite a vocabulary which ranges from a high-pitched
and continuous yipping to a very vocal wowowowow. I could swear she says,
"Wi wuv wu." But then again, I say that to her all the time, so it
makes sense that she would say it back. :-)
So spoil your dog today, and
everyday. If you don't have one, please go by a shelter and find your new best
friend. Your dog is waiting for you and needs you to give him/her a forever
home.
Hugs from me and a warm,
sloppy kiss from Minx...
~J.D.