So many funny things have happened lately that I just know I am going to forget them, although trying to get them all written down is not always easy, never have the time blah blah blah. This particular piece came about after Bear and I ran into each other full tilt and I think that we both have landed up rather sore ...
Bear has this endearing if not destructive habit - caused by me I admit - where when he gets excited and boisterous I chase him around the house. Now our house you can run in a full circle through the kitchen, dining room and lounge, so it really gets him going. He also has this thing where he jumps like a Springbok when he gets all excited, and so we scream around the house, him skittering around on the tiles and knocking things over, and I have to make sure my shoes are off, and then we go mad. And, whenever he gets to a specific spot, he jump - always in the same spot!
So a minute ago, there he was, ready to run around like a lunatic, so I obliged - I think lunacy quite becomes me! Anyway, so at the last moment he obviously decided to turn around and came charging back at me, which I didn't see as I was around the corner charging at him. We met in the kitchen doorway and collided rather heavily - and both practically landed on our butts. My leg and knee somehow collided with his head - it can only be, what else would be that hard?? - and I dropped to the floor, as did he, with what must have been a headache.
Well we recovered, but I imagine that I will definitely have a blue knee tomorrow morning!
Bear is a monster, we all know that, but one that we love and adore. He chews my shoes, eats my underwear, chases the cats, chases me, bites me and Pio to pieces, humps every other male dog in sight (I'm not sure if he can tell the difference between male and female, I do hope so in fact) humps anyone's available leg, chews his bones on our bed and couches, recently stole a bottle of champagne meant for Vanessa's wedding and ate all the labels off, stole a chocolate from them as well come to think of it, runs away from us when we go walking, loves everyone instead of being a guard do, and jumps on anyone that walks in the door with such exuberant enthusiasm that they normally land up lying on the floor - particularly if they are male as he is at the right age to smack them in the balls. He slobbers all over the car and jumps around in it like a lunatic scratching the leather bits on the interior as well as me with his rather sharp claws. Thank heavens he seems to have grown out of insisting on sitting on my lap whenever I drive anywhere. He wakes me up at night and has me chasing him around the house.
The list could no doubt go on, but then everyone would think he is a bad dog ...
Which he isn't. He is loving and affectionate and happy, and the only one in the house that has any control over him is an 8 week old kitten aptly named Lillith (Supernatural) who spits and slaps until he is under control again! There is nothing better than coming home to an over-joyed Husky that wants nothing more than to hug and kiss you because you were away for anything from 5 minutes to 5 hours.
Really, what more could you want then Life with a Bear?
2 comments:
he sounds like Marley!! LOL
I admire your energy! :) I really do
bear surely is special!! haha wonder how many more pairs of shoes we all will need to buy. we love him any why.......losa love joani
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