Thursday 13!
1… Tongue. I actually made up a whole different set of lyrics sung to the traditional Christmas song “The Twelve Days of Christmas” that included “loves with licking.” Molly has *always* had a problem holding her licker.
2… Curly black locks. For years, Molly’s fur was dry and brittle, but since I’ve switched her over to the Raw Food Diet and she gets a hunk of bloody meat each night, her fur is as soft and springy as it was when she was a pup!
3… Supper. Molly recognizes the day’s meal as “Supper,” and gets all kinds of dancing around excited at the mere mention of the word! Of course, right now, I’m puppy-sitting for both my Mom and my Brother, so then the whole pack of six burst out in a barkfest demanding “Supper.” It’s a word used only once per day around our house!
4… Blindness. The one thing I wish I could figure out how to “fix” now for her. We’re on the right track with the recordings, but I’m gearing up for a fifth round of recording for her to see if we can speed things up a bit. She can’t see any more and it just breaks my heart, since we can’t play ball any more. I have to confess, though, that this one little thing is why I admire and respect Molly so much, though. She doesn’t let that not seeing stuff slow her down AT ALL. I wish I could be so brave!
5… Laps. My lap, ahem! Pardon me! Her lap is, for the most part, kept free and clear for her to enjoy when I’m home. My Mom gave me this little comic strip when I first started getting into the Computer Geek scene. It showed a dog talking to a cat, and both were sitting at the feet of a lady with a laptop in her lap. The dog says, “That used to be my lap.” That was such a terrible joke. It’s not funny at all. But it does skip through my head when I’m home and even briefly consider working on my computer without Molly in her/my lap.
6… Patience. Normally, I wouldn’t even consider patience one of the things I’d mention about Molly, but I gotta admit that I don’t know if I’d have her patience for waiting for me to get home from work.
7… Allergic to Chicken. What?? A dog allergic to chicken? Yup, sure enough. Tested with a QXCI machine and everything!
8… Doghter. Molly is, in the truest sense of the name, my real doghter. She holds the same position in my life that others consider their human girl children hold. But you wanna know a secret? I didn’t have to wait for 30 years for her to grow up enough to become my best friend. She was my best friend right from the get-go!
9… Mentor. For the whole of the decade Molly has been with me, she’s also been my mentor. Once, she told me to, “Not be so attached to time.” It took me a full year to understand what she was trying to convey. And when I did finally “get it,” I couldn’t share the full meaning behind it because it’s a little bit different for each person.
10… Waving paws. When I met Molly for the first time, she was a wee little puff of black fluff, about the same size as my fist. What a cutie! I knew I was Chosen as Hers when that little fluff stood on her hind legs and waved her front paws at me. Everyone all together now: Awwww! ::sniffs, tear::
11… Clear Communicator. Other dogs just look at you and hope you’re bright enough to understand that you need to listen to them telepathically. Molly, however, knew that I had forgotten, but wasn’t deterred at all by it. I *completely* understand many of her “words,” as she’s trained me well. A good solid snot flinging snort, for instance, means, basically, “In your wildest dreams.” Whereas just a light, breezy, not snotty, but sneezey snort simply means, “No.” However, “Aeer Aeer Aeer” clearly means, “Yes.” You see? She’s a brilliant communicator!
12… Canine. I suppose I should mention that Molly is, in point of fact, currently in the form of a dog. A toy poodle, who’s not quite up to the ideal AKC registered toy poodle best of breed standards. But she’s *absolutely perfect* in every way possible, as far as I’m concerned. I thank my parents as often as I can for gifting me with my Doghter, Molly.
13… Snuggly. The best part about Molly is, of course, saved for last. It’s completely selfish on my part, though she enjoys the snuggling I give and take. She’s so snuggly soft and just the right size for snuggles!
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