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Cindi    Posted 11-13-2003 at 20:39:47       [Reply]  [No Email]
I let Elvis in today. It was a little hot out, I knew he would appreciate it, but his blanket, the one that marks his special place in the hallway by the air conditioner intake vent, was in the wash. So I improvised. I made a bed of sorts out of a mound of dirty linens that were waiting on the floor to go into the washer, and then I stepped back.

"There you go, bud."

Elvis eyed the dirty laundry and then cocked his head and gazed up at me.

"You want me to lay THERE?"

"Huh?" I glanced down at the bed I had made, fluffed it a little more. "What's wrong with it? Go ahead and lay down."

Instead of laying down he sat down and stared at the impromptu bed.

"Don't tell me you're going to get picky now. For Chrissakes Elvis, you lay in the dirt half the time!"

I did some more fluffing and arranging.

"Now, you either lay down there, or you go your butt back outside. It's up to you." I was done trying to appease him. He leaned around and looked into the hallway, trying to see around the corner to where his usual spot was, and I lost my temper.

"Fine!" I said.

I reached for the door knob, and quick as a snap he scooted over to new bed and started his circling routine. He made a point of making five circles instead of three, going as slow as a dog can go, letting me know that he was going to lay there, but he by God wasn't happy about it.

I had to run to the seven mile point store, the one that's only a mile from the house to get my Dr Pepper fix. I couldn't have been gone twenty minutes. I walked back into the house and found the trash from the kitchen trash can scattered all over the kitchen floor and one very guilty looking old dog laying on the dirty laundry with his back to me.

"Well you back sliding old fart. You haven't done that since you were a puppy. Well, you know the punishment, out you go."

He stood up, shook himself, lifted his head and his tail and positively sauntered across the room, pausing once to stretch. Then with one last glance up at me, he trotted through the door, sighed, and lay down on the back porch. No circles.

He knew he was being punished, but I too knew that I had been punished just as effectively. Make me lay in the dirty laundry, huh, treat me like trash, I'll show you trash, that last glance had said.

I cleaned up the trash grumbling and mumbling to myself. A little while later the dryer dinged to let me know that the load was done. I went out to the back porch and began removing items from the dryer. Among those items was Elvis's blanket. The minute he saw it he sprang to his feet, his tongue bobbing in and out, his eyes full of dialogue.

"I'll forgive you for making me lay in the dirty clothes if you'll forgive me for making a mess."

I had to laugh at him.

"Okay, come on."

I spread his blanket while he watched, his tail thumping the floor. I guess even an old dog who has questionable hygeine, more than a flea or two, and does lay in the dirt when the spirit moves him, has his standards, and laying in the dirty laundry is not among them.


Rickstir    Posted 11-14-2003 at 10:23:09       [Reply]  [No Email]
Our femail yellow lab, Michelob will let us know her displeasure. When we aren't looking she will slip into the pantry and bring out one of the throw rugs and put it in the middle of the kitchen floor. She does this when she is not allowed to take nap with me and heaven help us if I take one of the other dogs. When my wife comes upon the throw rug, she just hollars, "Mick" and the chastised dog slowly makes her way to the cage, head bowed and all sorry looking. She is in timeout for about an hour then we start all over again!


Cindi    Posted 11-14-2003 at 11:54:23       [Reply]  [No Email]
I love it when they do that...hang their head. Dang kids won't do that even when they know they've been bad.


~Lenore    Posted 11-14-2003 at 13:14:18       [Reply]  [No Email]
My cat, Top Cat, does not bow his head when I am unhappy with him because of his disobedience. He puts his ears back and down and switches his tail. He does not like it when I am unhappy with him. Most of the time he is very good. Occassionally he tests the bounderies required to live with me. I need to keep on my toes with him. If he does get away with something, he then thinks he won and the rules have changed.
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ratface    Posted 11-14-2003 at 05:16:02       [Reply]  [No Email]
Why do they make those turns before laying down. Mine does that to. I can't come up with a logical reason for it?


ARTinNY    Posted 11-14-2003 at 09:27:17       [Reply]  [Send Email]
Real simple: 1 good turn deserves another


rhudson    Posted 11-14-2003 at 06:42:28       [Reply]  [Send Email]
i've read somewhere that the circling thing is left over from their primal instincts. they bedded in tall grass, the circling was to knock down the stalks into a comfortable spot.


Dave Smith    Posted 11-14-2003 at 12:51:20       [Reply]  [Send Email]
I read that also. It's also to scan around for predators.
Dave <*)))><


deadcarp-try it    Posted 11-14-2003 at 06:15:31       [Reply]  [No Email]
i'm not kidding - before you go to bed, make a slow circle around the house and get a good mental picture of where everything is, then turn in. you'll sleep like a baby - i do it outdoors every nite i can get that far! ever wake up early, sit on the edge of the bed and find it's kinda chilly, roll over and curl back up instead of stoking the furnace? course you did. ever whiz on a tire or hydrant? same reason - dogs and babies know more about comfort than we ever will - they listen to their systems :)


TB    Posted 11-14-2003 at 05:23:05       [Reply]  [No Email]
It's part of there wild instinte to first pack down there bedding site.


Randy    Posted 11-14-2003 at 02:16:28       [Reply]  [No Email]
The one thing I've always enjoyed is how well we train them!
Gotta go, I think Tiggy's and Lenny's oatmeal is boiling now.


Cindi    Posted 11-14-2003 at 07:59:45       [Reply]  [No Email]
Either one of those sounds like they could be true. Fred always makes a curcuit of the house before he goes to bed, checking windows (and out windows) doors, etc. And the bedding thing makes sense.


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