A true story.
I have a dog. He’s my best bud. We get into all sorts of shenanigans together throughout the day. Honestly, it’s a dream. Especially in these last years of his life with a chronic illness. He still acts like a puppy. A refined puppy. A refined puppy with a nemesis named Vacuum.
As soon as he sees it, his puppy dog eyes come out and he goes from a prance to a trot in the opposite direction.
But he doesn’t run off and hide forever. Not even a few minutes. He comes back, and he returns with sass.
He passes ever so nonchalantly across the flight path, that would be a hallway if it were snuggled closer between bordering walls. He does so a few times as I work my way from one end of the room to the other. Until I get to the landing strip. That’s when he really does the most.
When I land, my good boy returns, not only brave, but with a strategy. You see, this time, he moves across with swagger, taunting Vacuum.
If my good boy could speak, I’m sure he’d be saying, “this is my house”. That’s the kind of short king he is.
Except as I creep closer on my path with Vacuum, all of a sudden, he goes full force into gallop mode. Literally juking the hell out of Vacuum.
Did I just witness my little Napolean not only strategize but provoke Vacuum? I watch him closely as he uses agility to execute the play and insult Vacuum a couple more times.
This guy … he really is the best. He may be older, but he is still out there acting like a youngblood. I want to cherish as many of these moments as I can.
So, who won? Well, that was never the point of this story now, was it.
What moment comes to mind when you think about special moments with your dog(s)? Leave a comment down below!