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G-Ma's First dog...Short story #2
Puppies are fun.
I so remember the day I first heard him bark...such a sweet little bark, not sure when or how dogs learn this.
Then the day I had the young man that comes twice a month to help do yard work, pick up a few bails of hay. I like to spread hay around my plants along my rock wall to help keep them warm during winter, I like the way it looks,clean and fresh. He didn't have time so he leaned them against the rock wall to keep them out of my 'drive around driveway', and would finish next time he came.
Little Bear had no Idea about any of this. I had the front deck closed off at the entrances so Bear wouldn't get away (being just 4 months old) and only having him for a month. Later in the evening (sun goes down late here) I let him out on the deck to play , take in some sunshine (I guess they need vitamin D3 too) and propped the storm door open so he was free to return inside when he wanted.
I went about my chores and suddenly heard this frantic baby barking...woof woof woof...I told him "it's ok Bear" but he continued so I decided to go double check. His little rear-end was up, his front paws down and he was doing this doggie dance along with his bark and looking right at the bales of straw.
I was amazed he even knew something different was in the driveway...such a sweetie.
Other times he barked at a box that UPS put on the deck, or the first time I built a fire in the fireplace insert. I had started it with kindling , left the door part way open and went into my computer room . Soon he was running from the living room to me and back barking, so I got up to check what was wrong? The crackling of the kindling and the flames were all new to him and he was letting me know...:O)
I have a nice, fairly big plant sitting on a table in the livingroom, and he has seen it several times, I moved it to the kitchen to water it and placed it in the sink for draining, again he came barking and running, he knew it was something different in the kitchen.
I brought out the vacuum he thought it was a toy, and he tried to catch it every time I moved it back and forth. Puppies are so playful and trusting.
Oh and the small Christmas tree with the lights, oh my goodness he really barked at that, of course he was like 9 months old by then. Also the first real big wind storm we had he was, it seemed to me anyways, a bit frightened but barked anyways. The first snow we had was funny too, but he got used to it quickly and had a great time trying to run in it, he is a mini french poodle and the snow was as deep as his little legs are long. I threw snow balls and he just couldn't figure out what happened as they disappeared in the snow. the water bowl I have on the back deck froze and this was yet another adventure for him. Ha Ha I was worried his warm tongue was going to stick to ice, so I broke it up, he then took the pieces and ran with them. We had a great bonding time while we were stuck inside for 3 days, and he learned to "roll over", "Leave it" and "stay". We have more to work on.
He hears noises outside that I don't hear and he barks, like a windchime blowing, or a empty garbage can blows over, someone walks by with their dog, a car pulls up...It is a real eye opener for me, and we have become such buddies.
I honestly don't know what I would do now without him.
Old people need company and he is truly company, makes me laugh and play.
I Love You Little Bear.