Friday, August 16, 2013

Appreciating The Dog


We have the best dog in the world. I know every family says that about their dog, but it's true. Princess really is the BEST dog. And usually, I forget to tell her.

This week I had to take her to the vet for her incontinence to try some new meds. As I wrestled a screaming Billy into his carseat, I clipped the leash on Princess and paraded her around the yard in hopes to collect a urine sample.

Billy was screaming in his carseat and Princess just looked at me like, "Why are you following me so closely with that ladle in your hand?!" clearly aware that she was about to be violated.

In an ill-tempered rush, I grunted and lead Princess to the car without a urine sample. When she jumped from passenger seat to driver seat I shouted and startled a now quieting Billy, encouraging more tears. Princess sulked and cowered back to her rightful chair.

Climbing into my side of the vehicle, I slammed the door and immediately smelled a stench I recognized....dirty dog. I turned the key in the ignition and stared at Princess while backing down the driveway.

"Damn dirty, smelly dog that won't pee. YOU smell, you know that?! YOU SMELL. UGH! Princess." 

She looked back at me with knowing eyes as if she were nodding in agreement. "I know. I'm stupid. Stupid dog. You tell me all the time." 

I flew through our subdivision and dropped Billy off at my mother-in-law's house. Then, it was just us two girls on our way to the vet.

When I got out of the car, she politely waited until asked to exit the vehicle. She piddled on demand and I collected it in my sample cup so the vet could test her urine, looking back at me with a slightly embarrassed acknowledgement. "I know you are doing this for my own good." 

Other than excessive wagging (she wags with her whole body) and squeaking to make friends in the waiting room, she waited patiently for her name to be called.

She stepped right on the scale and stood like a statue while the technician took her weight. Again, we were taken to a room where I asked her to lay down and wait. She obliged immediately.

Within minutes of arriving in the exam room, the vet came in to see us. He bent to give her a pet and she have him a hearty, full-bodied wag. He laughed and praised her social demeanor and asked her to step on the exam table.

She stood like a statue again, as though she understood exactly why she was there and just wanted her embarrassing piddle puddles to go away.

The vet complimented her health and weight, and stepped back to give her a full look-over.

Turning to me, he said, "She is perfect. Great weight, great health. Great personality. And I bet she took to the baby with ease too, didn't she?" I nodded and looked into her eyes, and we had a moment. He was right, she is great and I haven't told her lately.

The last three months I've been so busy trying to keep Billy happy I've forgotten about our first 'baby' - Princess. All along, she's been right there, helping me by being the "Nanny Dog", as we love to call her.

She takes her job very seriously and sticks right next to the stroller on walks.
 While I'm nursing Billy, she's almost always sitting or laying right next to the chair or in the doorway.
 When Billy sleeps, she is always near, "watching" over him.

She's always there for me, too. Sometimes as a foot rest...
 And guarding me while I'm in my office, in case any intruders try to break in.
 And no matter what, she will find the softest spot to lay on every floor when it's time to take a nap.

Realizing that I need to be more grateful for owning the world's best dog, she did get that bath this morning which she so desperately needed. And she forgives me. Sort of.
I am going to make more of an effort to remind her how great she is...If that isn't proof enough to show that she's world's best dog and please watch this video of her with Billy yesterday morning:
Stop for a second and take some time to appreciate the dog in your family.


  1. Oh my goodness. This was such a sweet post and you're right, it looks like she just might be the sweetest dog ever!! I loved that little video, too! I don't have a dog, but I have a guard cat that has been glued to my side for years and I know has felt a little left behind with the addition of Mason. I try to give him a good amount of love and affection every day because he truly is the sweetest cat I've ever come across.

  2. You're so right, I have that realization with Zoey every now and then and truly appreciate how good she is, especially with the baby. It's so hard to balance it when you have the baby that needs you all the time, it's easy to give the poor dog the shaft...I always feel bad a out how much less attention Zoey gets now!