Sometimes it's the little things we do that add up to be important. See if you can give a recent example of something small ,that really shows you care. So my example to this question is... when I keep my legs to the side of the bed when sleeping so that Molly has room at the foot of the bed.
Dogs are dogs, they bark. they dig. I never thought I'd be thankful that my little ollie likes to dig up my blankets. and I let him. better than digging dirt!!!
and yes, I tell my dogs how pretty (for my girl) and how handsome (I call my boys handsomes), and how I love them all the time. way more then I would tell any human. is that wrong?
and yes, Ollie loves to clean me, especially before going to sleep at night, usually my face. But I have seen him clean some of my students, usually licking the hands.
I would say that at my age only true love gets me down on the floor playing "I'm gonna getcha" and "attack the toy". The games get quite wild and I am sure glad that my friends can't see me!
If Charley is sleeping ever so comfortably on my lap, I will not move no matter how uncomfortable I am. I can be crmaped and still not move. I think I'm a little nuts (over Charley too)!
When I have to carefully get into bed, like others have mentioned. When you spend time chasing them every time you put their harness on because the thought of them being hurt in the car if they didn't wear their harness outweighs my annoyance.
When you have oodles of things to do, but Sam wants his morning nap in your arms. And he snuggles into your shoulder and makes baby noises. We've been at this for about an hour so far. My rule for my rescued dogs has always been that if they ask for attention, they get it.
when you "dis-obey' your husband and stand your ground and get your baby the care she needs because deep down "mother's intuition" trumps ALL rational thinking...
... and when you share every possible veggie you can with her because you know how much she loves them. even though it IS 'people food' . bwhahahhaa.
Tammy, when you've been married as long as I have (and I certainly hope you are!) You will hopefully have learned that marriage is a two-way street, and we gals have to stand up for ourselves (and what we believe) at times. While society pays lip service to gender equality, girls are still raised in a society that makes them feel that it's wrong to stand up to their husbands.
A truly meaningful marriage is only possible when you get to the point that you really ARE equals. That doesn't mean that everything will be a "split decision" but, over time, you find that you bow to him on things that are deeply important to him and he should do the same for you. Just like "fair" for children doesn't always mean "the same", (instead it's making sure that each child has what THEY need) a good marriage isn't really 50/50. It will range from 100% in one direction to 100% in the other direction depending on need. It just sometimes takes a bit to get the GUYS to understand this... testosterone is a powerful thing!:biggrin1:
ound: Tammy , I think you need a drink. I think you meant to thank Karen. good post Karen, I totally agree. I 'm going to get a rum and eggnog, lets have a toast to Tillie. :tea:
When you throw a ball or toy tell your arm hurts. And she comes back for more and sets it on your lap and looks at you with the sweetest eyes in the world you say okay one more time.
When you shovel heavy wet snow (not just once, but many times) to create paths for the little rascal to do his business, and then stumble and follow him on the paths while he decides where he wants to piddle, and then poop, (a lot of sniffing, squatting, and changing of mind involved), all this while thinking how nice and warm it is inside the house
I second that, Siewhwee. It sure is a labor of love and each winter, year after year, we keep showing them how much we love them by shoveling those mazes all around the yard so they can find the right spot.
We don't shovel snow in the Bay Area but I have been standing out in the cold pouring rain for the last few weeks. He wants company while he goes potty, as well as encouragement and making a fuss over his success. And of course he needs that treat immediately after!
yeah Karen , Dave gets three stars for having the snowblower , but us bloaks that hand shovel get five. ound: I shovel as much for Molly as I do for the front driveway and sidewalk.
We live a LONG way from the road... We'd be dead before spring if we had to shovel our way out. It's not even a regular snowblower... It's a snowblower attachment for the tractor!!!
Bud does the same thing, Karen, when we have a lot of snow. Thankfully yesterday we had a mostly rain event, ending in about 2" of hard, crusty snow that didn't have to be blown or shoveled and didn't cause Tyler to have "snow tumors". Just another nice perk of living on the Cape - not as much snow as we had in Holliston. Just heard on the news that Milford was the big winner in Metrowest with 13". Yikes!
Yup! No snowblower here, either. Just good fashion shovels. Husband goes first, lifting all the heavy stuff, and I follow behind, "tidying" the path. We got a ton of snow on Thiursday. Spent 3 to 4 hours just clearing the driveway. Our neighbor had to come by with his snow blower to help us when the village plow dumped snow at the bottom of our driveway when the plow came by to clear the street. It came above my knees!
Poor Ralphie is not getting as much exercise as he normally does, what with the deep snow, cold temperatures, and salt on the sidewalks. Am attempted to get him a doggie treadmill. Is that overdoing it a bit?
The other day I just wished Lucy had Facebook so I could check in with her througout the day while I'm at work. When you go crazy, squeal and join their frantic lunacy when you come home and then when things calm down greet your husband in a much more sober manner. I loved reading that you all behave as crazy as I do over your babies.
I think the thing I've done to most show how much I love my dog(s), is to let Ruby live when she was intent on destroying everything of value in my house. Every time I looked at the latest object to bear the distinctive mark of Ms. Tuesday, I would look at her innocent face, see that look of love in her eyes and I would melt, and give her one more chance to make it through the night. Thousands of dollars later, she's still hare.
Hear those darn bells jingle 30 seconds after they came in the door and you sat back down. You know they don't need to go outside but just on the off chance that they do you get up......again to let them outside. Sit for hours and brush out the matts that form from trying on the elf outfit you bought him for Christmas while apologizing for tugging on his coat to hard (I don't do this for my daughter I tell her to suck it up). Let him go outside in the snow 6 times in the span of an hour knowing that he will come back in with snow casts on his legs, rinse him off in the tub and then dry him by the fire.... only to do it again in 20 minutes but he LOVES snow so you put up with it.... This is only this week so far...... Oh my favorite is looking into renting an RV for vacation to take to the Tetons because then we can take him with us......yeah I had said I would NEVER use an RV becuase I just know I would have to empty the rest room....ugh:crazy:
Haha! Love it! You definitely qualify as a crazy dog lady . . . just like the rest of us (not meant to exclude you equally loving and daffy doggie dads)
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