This morning I found Bella standing in the center of the cat litter box as if it were an unopened box of See's candy she'd discovered under the Christmas tree, an epiphany. Thank goodness the cat box was clean -- just changed the litter last night though Bella still managed to find a tiny tidbit and held fast to the treat tightly in her jaws when I tried to get encourage her in a most gentle manner to spit it out. Eventually the tidbit found it's way onto my fingers, all moist and meaty. Later I tried to eat an egg for breakfast per Dr. Crabby's orders and felt nauseous so I gave the egg to the dog. Regardless off the poo saga, I still love this dog, and it's been such a short time to feel this kind of love for a creature. Plus we didn't even meet online!
This pet ownership is a real learning curve for us. Don't eat poo and I won't keep writing about you eating poo. Don't be gross. Just be sweet and loving just when I urge you carefully out of your warm crate at 2 am to go outside to pee. Lick my face sweetly in those moments with your daylight, poo-lapping tongue.
On a whim I performed a quickie search using basic search criteria "why are dogs so gross?" and the first answer that came up offered by Yahoo Answers offered clues and excuses, apropos. Voted the best answer was "Same thing as people running through the local McDonald's..why the hell you would eat that cr*p is beyond me."
Perhaps dogs being gross makes some sense. I'll begrudgingly try to be less critical of her choices until my own food choices reach perfection.
5 comments:
Perfect comparison - love it!
Yeah, this trans species communication can be a challenge. It's all worth it cause of the love!!
Glad you and Bella seem to be soul mates. :)
Very enlightening ... McDonalds is to humans what poo is to dogs - pure crap.
Oh, the things we do for love and dog kisses.
But I like McDonald's. Does that mean I'd be some poo-lovin' dog if I were, in fact, a dog? I have a real problem with bodies and how they make all this gross stuff so I doubt I'd be a poo fan, although sometimes I like to trick Jeff into looking at mine before I flush them if I think they're anything to be proud of. FYI, I am the best girlfriend ever.
Hey, I am sending you a lame card. Can I mail it to that address that's on the return label of the hippie sign you sent me? I was weirded out because it's like a business name or something and I don't wanna cause a ruckus...so let me know, please.
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