Sunday, February 28, 2010

Imagine you're a basset hound...

....and you wake up in the morning to an overcast sky and rain. Lots of rain. You've been hearing the rain since the middle of the night, so you know how wet it really is. Your person is awake so you try to be as quiet as you can inside your warm dry crate, hoping she won't make you go outside. It works! But only for a while as you soon become aware of the fact that you've been in the house for nearly 12 hours. You really really need to go to the bathroom. Finally you give up and whine to be let out. When she opens the door you are confused. Normally she puts on her shoes and walks you to your kennel. She puts food in your bowl and she gets you water. But she only opens the door and kicks you out onto the patio. Oh dear! Now what? You stand there confused looking in the house. She is saying something to you. Go potty? What does that mean? Finally you wander away, at least as far as the patio furniture. You lift your leg then run back to the door. She is still there! She opens the door! You race through the house as fast as you can. You chase a cat and knock a small person over. You find the cat food and eat it all! The whole time they are chasing you and yelling and haveing just as much fun as you are. You are going to stay dry! You don't have to go outside today!

But then it happens. Your person starts doing weird things. She gets a pitcher and takes it to the bathroom. Then she finds some old towels and puts them in the bathroom too. Then she puts water in the big white thing in the bathroom. You are starting to feel nervous. She calls you to the bathroom and you get so excited that she is talking to you you forget your nervousness and run right to her. She picks you up and puts you in the big white thing. It's horrible. There is water in there. Has she lost her mind? She let you stay in. She let you stay in the house so you didn't get wet and then she puts you in water on purpose!



You are dejected and wet. You hang your head while she leads you back to your warm dry and now clean bed in the crate. At least in here you are safe. At least in here you stay dry. She shuts the door and walks away. You think that maybe you'll never be able to forgive her. Maybe you'll never love her again.



What's that? Do you want a treat? Your tail goes thump thump thump and she opens the door and hands you some treats. You love her! You love this person! Isn't she wonderful?

4 comments:

  1. OH my gosh Katie. I am cracking up! What a great story. I read it out loud to our cousins. What a crack up. I am glad that he forgot that he doesn't love you anymore.

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  2. You are a crack up! I'm dying! LOVE it. Poor Digger. At least they have short term memory loss. Dogs are the best!

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  3. Then to top it off - she puts him OUTSIDE after he dried off - in the kennel! Poor wet again basket hound!

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  4. Mom- He isn't house trained. He can't stay in ALL day! LOL I waited until it stopped raining. It was just muddy. And miraculously he came in clean. So it must not have been too bad!

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