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The Brody signal

IMG_0127Brody is the first dog I’ve owned that “rings a bell” when he wants to go outside.  He doesn’t actually ring a bell.  Attached to our back door is a set of horizontal blinds  extending to within a foot of the floor.  Brody rattles them when wants to go outside.  If my wife and I are watching TV and fail to heed the sound of the rattling blinds, he will jump up on the couch, climb in my lap and start licking my hands or face.  If that doesn’t attract the necessary attention he gets back off the couch and moves to a spot on the living room floor halfway halfway between the couch and the back door and starts barking.

“He’s a smart dog,” you might be inclined to say.  But when Brody is bored he does this five or six times in the span of half an hour and it becomes like a game.

Once outside it’s our hope Brody will do his business.  The matter gets complicated if it’s raining.  I’ve never seen a dog so inhibited to walk on wet grass in the rain.  He will walk the full length of our garden retaining wall, touching down on the wet grass only after I exhort him continually.  Yes, I have to don rain gear and stand out there with him to keep him from sneaking up onto the back porch before the job is done.

Snow is a different matter, Brody loves it.  During the winter months he signals us more than ever, anxious to go outside and frolic in the white stuff.

 

 

 

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Brody takes a walk

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Taking a walk with Brody is a unique and sometimes embarrassing experience.  There is a prelude that occurs when I start putting on my shoes and coat.  Brody thinks I’m taking him for a walk regardless of what Im actually planning to do.  He whines and howls quite flamboyantly.  If I happen to grab his leash, he begins barking loudly, right in my ear as I’m bending down to clip it on his collar.  Getting Jake ready to accompany us on our outing is no easy task.  Brody bounces up and down, barks, howls and interferes with my effort to leash Jake.  I have tangled leashes before I even get the door open.

Brody greats the outside world with incessant barking as we set off.  While Jake trots faithfully at my side, Brody darts back and forth yanking on the leash.  Just about everything we encounter Brody deems worthy of a bark; holiday decorations-bark; garbage cans at the curb-bark, bark; a pedestrian out for a stroll-bark, bark, bark!  If that pedestrian happens to have a dog in tow, Brody launches into a barking frenzy.

The embarrassing part of the walk occurs when I attempt to reign him in to stop him from barking.  As I bend down and pull him close, he yipes like he’s been hit by a car.  Oh, well.  We do love you Brody!  It’s a good thing you’re so cute!

Brody and Jake

IMG_1962It’s been a while since I shared a Brody update.  I can assure you that he is alive, well and full of himself.  I refer to Jake and Brody as “brothers” though the only thing they have in common is that they are both long-hair mini dachshunds.  Jake is 10 years older than Brody but you wouldn’t know it when they are rough-housing around the house.  They do tend to look out for one another, whether they’re penned up, relaxing on the sofa or out for a walk.  They also eat and drink from the same bowls without fighting.

Their camaraderie gets cloudy, however, when treats or toys are introduced into the equation.  I’m careful to give each dog the same item but within minutes each creature immediately wants the other’s prize without letting go of the one they already possess.  It’s a funny thing to watch two dogs vie for the other’s prize but not quite so funny when we look at our own lives and see something similar happening.

I need to be reminded once in a while to be content with what I have already.

“But godliness with contentment is great gain.” 1 Timothy 6:6

A visit from a stranger

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This is not my dog, Lucky, but it looks remarkably like him!

Another quote from my upcoming book:

” Without warning a loud noise erupted in the kitchen. The door leading to the garage burst open and slammed against another door immediately behind it. A troubling scratching sound followed, made by claws searching for grip on a ceramic tile floor. A low growl grew in intensity. Thunderous blows, like the beating of drums filled the air as youthful feet stuck the floor with the force of an adult twice their size.”

My ark

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He’s another quote from my upcoming book.

“Patty loved animals as much as I did. We’ve had a pet of some kind ever since we’ve been married. When we set out to build our first house we couldn’t wait to fill it with animals. Not to the extent Noah filled the ark, but Patty wanted a kitten and I coveted a black Labrador retriever…By the time we finished building, our menagerie consisted of three species of birds, two large tanks of fish, a dog and two kittens.  The arrival of our first child changed everything.”