Archive for July 7th, 2008
Stuff Dogs Like – Barfing!
Got your attention, didn’t I? Ok. Maybe they don’t exactly “like” barfing, but they sure know how to do it well.
When Clover was a puppy, she had a very “iffy” constitution. She had the barfing thing down like it was a sport. She’s not as queasy these days, but I must remember “no matter how much she begs, she cannot have table scraps,” as scraps seem to be one of the things that set her delicate stomach off.
Cosmo hardly ever barfs. But, when he does, its usually because he is very very excited, or very very sick. At my parent’s 56th anniversary party this past April, the three dogs (my two and parent’s one) were kept to the yard and the patio so they woudln’t knock all of the old folks over. Cosmo is infatuated with my Aunt Pat, and whenever she is nearby, Coz wants to sit next to her with his head in her lap.
I decided to let Cosmo in the house for a little socialization and so he could greet Aunt Pat. He was so excited to be allowed into the inner sanctum, that he ran into the family room, stopped, looked around at everyone and performed his own version of Linda Blair in the Excorcist. Right there in front of everyone. Thanks Coz.
I had the flu a few years ago and spent a bit of time worshiping the porcelain throne. I sat on the floor, propped up by Clover on one side, and Cosmo on the other. What good dogs. Now, if I could only get them to worship the throne when they’re sick.
Note to self: Call and make appointment with Stanley Steamer.
