Wooly Booly
Tuesday, January 6th, 2009
This is where Wooly stays--right by dad at all times.
This is the cranky Wooly that I am always telling you about. He stays by dad all the time. In this picture, dad had just come home from the hospital, and Wooly stuck to him like glue. But, this is nothing new, Wooly always does that.
He seems to think dad is his personal human. As long as he is by dad, he thinks he can get away with anything–he growls, barks, snarls, and tries to bite anyone that comes close, except for mom, that is. If he bit mom, he would be spending the night away from dad, and Wooly wouldn’t want that under any circumstances. If dad and mom aren’t around, he stays under their bed. He won’t come out until everyone in the house is asleep, and then he will sneak out and get a drink of water or eat some of his food that is in his bowl. I swear, if he didn’t have to go outside once in a while and relieve himself, he would stay under that bed until mom and dad got back. Now, that’s just silly. No one is going to hurt him, although I have thought about it from time to time.
I would even think about hurting him if he weren’t so smug. Apparently, he thinks the rules don’t apply to him. Mom says she knows people like that, too, so I guess dogs aren’t the only ones who think they’re better than someone else. I do have to admit, though, that Wooly has gone through some pretty bad times.
You know, or maybe you don’t, that mom found Wooly in the middle of the road cuddled up in his dead mother’s arms on her way home from work one day. Mom stopped her car to move the body from the middle of the road to the side where people wouldn’t run over it. When she shifted the body to get a better grip, she saw Wooly–only he wasn’t named that at the time. She brought him home and showed dad what she had found. Dad held him, petted him, talked to him, and told him he didn’t have to be afraid of anything anymore. That was the beginning of Wooly’s love of dad. It was too late to take him to the vet that day, so mom took the next day off from work to take him in.
Dr. Eitelman said Wooly was about four weeks old, so mom had to give him special milk for about three weeks. Mom said she had to be very careful with Wooly because he was so tiny. And, I am positive, that is the reason Wooly is such a pain. He got used to being pampered, and he hasn’t gotten over it yet. He thinks he is Special.
But, then, mom says we are all special in our own way.
