Dec. 8, 2007

Javi's leg seems to have shrunk back to almost normal size. He slept on the floor next to me, last night, in front of the larger space heater. The dog is no fool. He knows how to obtain food, and he knows how to stay warm. I was laughing last night, with William, about how Javi has developed this technique of hanging just far enought away from you, when you are preparing food in the kitchen, where he won't be accused of being a mooch and told to head on. He lays on all four legs and shoots you that soulful brown eyed look of want that only Javi Lopez can shoot you. Occaisonly, I will still throw him a scrap, and he knows that, and that is what he lives for. The dog certainly lives to eat, and doesn't so much eat to live.

Morisson came in, when I sat down at my desk with my coffee, to do some writing and stuck his nose on my leg in search of nose scratches and head rubs,which he got. Bundy came in, almost immediately and put his nose between my hand and Morisson's head, pulling my hand off Morisson. Morisson will, often, to the same thing when I am actually typing; he will put his nose between my hand and the computer mouse, separating me from the work at hand, and freeing me to start rubbing and scratching on him. It really cracks me up how each dog has such an instinct to demand affection from you. They are such loving beasts; I am blessed to have them in my existence.

Bundy is my son's dog. He is still a puppty, some sort of a doberman/lab mix, I think. When I first got to this house, to live with my son, William, this dog was such a mess. He would pee on the floor whenever he got excited, he would eat the cats' food by putting his front legs up on the clothes washer, where I always put my cats' food to keep it out of my dogs' reach. He would force his way to the front of the other dogs and stand directly in front of the backdoor, when it was time to go out, making it hard to open the door; puppy things, things that he is not so bad about doing.

Morisson has always been a needy dog; in need of love and almost constant attention, at times, especially in his youth, and Bundy is much like that. It is funny that Morisson is sort of being paid back, by having to endure the same type of behavior that he once exhibited. Karma will kick your ass, even a dog's ass, it seems!