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. ...as her ears would go down and she'd start shaking uncontrollably -- a definitely recognizable "approaching thunderstorm" state. When it began in earnest, she would pee on the floor -- the ONLY time she would ever pee on the floor. . Except... if a stranger came in the front door, she would bark "ferociously" at them -- all the while wagging her tail and peeing on the entranceway floor. . The entranceway had a slate floor. . GOOD doggie. . . . When I went into the Army at 17, I had long hair. I got a long weekend off and came home as a surprise, letting myself in the front door when everyone was out and about somewhere. With me now sporting a buzz haircut, Sandy (a Christmas present to us kids, I won the naming contest with Sandy Claws) greeted me in the same ferociously wetting-herself way... until she smelled me, at which point she LEAPED up on me and licked away many weeks of military training abuse. . It was an awfully nice homecoming. .
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