by Guest Blogger, Burt
My mom and dad had to find some way of coping with Puppyitis.
Mom got it when she spent some months with Aunt Seester and Uncle Jeremiah and their two crazy Airedales, Lizzie and Gus — the insane doggie duo. Lizzie has an Arf-overbite that she likes to attack you with in the morning when she’s wound up. She snarfs your head. Snarf? Yep. It’s like she’s eating an ear of corn; she takes tiny non-bites against your head and the back of your neck. I swear she’s chuckling the whole time she’s doing it, which makes it very hard not to completely lose it with laughter.
Gus is a big palooka of a dog. He thinks he’s the size of a toy poodle the way he jumps around and leans against you. At eighty-five pounds, that self-image couldn’t be farther from the truth.
Mom fell in love with the two psycho dogs, and got a big case of puppy-itis. When she returned to Pittsburgh, she kept bugging Dad about getting a puppy: “Can we get a puppy? (Dream dog: Giant Schnauzer) He would calmly answer: “Next year.” Then January came and Dad pulled a quick move and continued saying, “Next year.” Mom caved to Dad’s ultimately realistic nature and acknowledged that a puppy right now would be impractical.
But Mom and I both miss Lizzie and Gus so much.
That’s when my adventures came in. Please like us on Facebook, we’re more fun than a hedgehog that someone holds in their hand. Really!
I’m only 6” head to tail. I have floppy paws and a tail that lists to one side; a big schnauzer beard hides my face and I have bent ears, with one that refuses to stand up straight.
I came off the bench (okay, the bookshelf in Mom’s office) in April, and as a puppy, I’m stellar.
I have adventures and sometimes I take Muggins along. We’d like it if you subscribe to our blog!
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What a cute story! Can’t wait to hear about future adventures.
Burt & Muggins have their own blog & Facebook page. They rock! (Okay, the best part, Sabrina, is watching people watch my husband as he takes pics of them!)
Hi Rose, got to agree with Jacquie on this one. I think your mom needs a real puppy. But of course I am a giant pet lover. I’ve heard those Schnauzers are extremely smart too.
You two are bad influences! The more time I spend around Airedales, the more I am leaning to them (don’t tell Burt). Then my neighbor (who has her 5th) tells me: Maybe you should watch Molly some weekend. She’s 13 and currently pretending to be both deaf and needful, following me everywhere.
Can I do it?
This sounds as though it will be great fun! A while not exactly a cure for your mom’s puppyitis, perhaps a bookmark until it really happens:)
Burt is sure a stopgap. He gets in a lot of trouble around this joint (did you see his Facebook page yet?), but at least he doesn’t leave little puppy reminders everywhere!