Five Dogs I Love

1.  Mrs. Wigglebottom–when I laid down for a nap this afternoon, Mrs. Wigglebottom leaped into the bed and curled up facing the door.  Who would she need to watch for, coming up the stairs?  I don’t know.  Still, the fact that she guards my room while I sleep brings me a lot of comfort.  Not to mention that she looks like a tiny hippopotamus.  Who does not love that?

2.  My friend M.’s dog from when we were kids–part German Shepherd, part Doberman.  She looked like a squatty Doberman, except for when you ran your hands backwards and under her black fur was a thick white undercoat.  You could lay your head on her belly and watch horror movies into the wee hours of the morning unafraid.

3.  Fritz–When I was one, my parents brought home a little black and tan dachshund.  He was my constant stinky companion until he died my senior year of high school.  Everyone should have one dachshund in their lives.

4.  Rocky–Rocky has a stub where his tail should be, but when he’s excited that little wiggly stub is just about the silliest thing you’ve ever seen. 

5.  Dr. Phil–I’m not sure what Dr. Phil’s real name is.  And I’m pretty sure Dr. Phil may actually be a girl.  But I’ll be damned if the dog two blocks over doesn’t bear a striking resemblance to Dr. Phil.  And there’s nothing funnier than seeing Dr. Phil in a play position barking at you first thing in the morning.

6 thoughts on “Five Dogs I Love

  1. Re: #4. That stubby tail? We called it a ‘binky tail’ at our house, and Bailey had one too (she was an English Springer Spaniel). She had the wiggliest bottom ever, and we also used to call her “Wigglebutt,’ which is why I have a soft spot for your own wiggledy-bottomed dog. When I had to take her for grooming, for the ‘Springer cut,’ I had to tell them, on the advice of my kids, and they wrote it down on her card, that they wanted no BUTT PUFF. That always made the groomers laugh.

  2. When I got to “And there’s nothing funnier than seeing Dr. Phil…” I naturally assumed that something about licking oneself was going to follow.

    Hmmph. Does that make me a bad person?

  3. Hehe. Dobie’s mom was a purebred Doberman, and had already had the usual clippings when she wound up in my care. Few things gave me more giggles than her stump tail just wagging away.

    We are now 100% tailed here since she passed, I kind of miss that now. Petey (Mrs. Wigglebottom’s male near-twin) has a huge, thick, and strong tail that should be registered as a weapon, he can about knock you over with that thing.

  4. Have you ever seen the old Loony Tunes with the sheepdog and the wolf that “clock in”? Otis is that sheepdog. We live on a steep hill, and he’s happiest sitting on the front porch, looking over his “domain”. Also, when Missy (our old cocker spaniel) wanders off, as she does sometimes, he will NOT come into the house till she comes back. One time, I tried to get him inside as he was sitting on the front porch, and he looked back to where Missy had gone, then looked back at me, then resumed his “watch”.

    He’s quite a handful, and he’s already getting big, but he’s SOOO much fun!

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