Heart Like a Dog

The Good, the Bad, and the Oh My God of living with dogs!

When She Is Good…..Day Three Hundred, Sixty Three

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There was a little girl who had a little curl, right in the middle of her forehead.

When she was good, she was very, very good, and when she was bad she was horrid.

That’s how I feel about Delilah, like there is no in-between, she is either good or she is bad.

There is no gray, she is either black or she is white. (Stop it, I know she’s chocolate.)

I mean figuratively speaking of course.

Tonight for instance, I didn’t get the opportunity to come home at lunch and take them for a quick walk, so it would have to be a quick around the block after dinner.

I started dinner, but knowing Delilah’s penchant for sticking her face into a pot of pasta water, I covered it and went into the living room, and still the distinct sound of slurping resonated from the kitchen.

Yes, she decided she would drink the dirty dish water from the kitchen sink.

Then after dinner I dropped the container of pumpkin and it spilled all over the bottom of the refrigerator. Since it’s being used for the dogs, I scooped up the bulk of it and plopped it back in the container.  Delilah came over to see what had fallen.

 “Out” I stated firmly and pointed with my left hand.

She tried to lick the pumpkin off.

Flash forward to our walk when she practically ripped my arm out of its socket trying to get to the dog on the other side of the road and just a few minutes ago she practically tore poor little Bob up just for coming up on the bed.

And then five minutes later, there she is sleepily resting her head upon my knee while I write my blog.

When she is good, she is very, very good and when she is bad….well she is horrid.

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  1. I think this time of year is hard on the doggies. They are used to all of the activity and exercise of summer and then the days get too short to do a lot with them other than walk. I know ours are a bit bored, (although they did get out to train on Saturday).

    • I think you hit the nail on the head. Their nice long walks have been replaced with quick little ones. Not only are they bored I think they are slightly ticked off too. 🙂 Which is why I will try and make their weekend walks lengthy.

      Glad you got some training in.

  2. I really wish I could relate to this but my dog is just a perfect angel. 😛

    You really lucked out with Sampson. I could be wrong, but I think Delilah’s behaviour is a lot more typical than his. Every dog has his or her quirks, you just hit the jackpot with your chocolate girl. They do say they calm down after a few years. Though people have been telling me that since we adopted our dog. It’s been two and a half and there is no mellowing in sight. I am not holding my breath!

  3. I’ve heard that too Kristine, but we are now at 4 1/2 years and no end in sight! LOL

    You must admit the Shivster rocks, she is a great dog and totally devoted to you.

  4. I hesitate to compare my dogs over the years to each other. But if someone put bamboo under my fingernails and threatened to bomb a nursery school if I didn’t tell, I’d probably tell them Agatha was my most special dog.

    She was my most mis-behaving dog. And I loved her very much. I think her bad behavior made her very distinctive. Spending so much time trying to figure out what she was going to do next created a very special bond.

    Every crazy thing Delilah does will stick in your mind for a very long time. And it makes those lovely moments where she’s resting her head on your knee very precious.

    • No-one needs to torture me for me to spill my favorite. 🙂

      I do treasure her, she has a zest for life that know no boundaries, it’s just that I can get frustrated sometimes, plus it makes for great blogging material. 🙂