Monday, October 29, 2007
Sir Fred, faithful sword bearer! Most of you know I am a cat person, but there have been a few dogs that have found the path to my heart. This old fella is Sir Fred, noble sword bearer to Leo Paints for Less. Isn't he a doll? He is being weaned off of people food, but I do sneak him a piece of chicken now and then.
Ah, Sistah, you are asking the question, is it pre-chewed? No it is not. And he butt is being left pristine. And no, he's not living with me. But I do let him in the house. He is very well mannered. A bit clumsy, but well mannered. And I have not yet gone to stalking Sir Leo to make sure the sword bearer is being overfed, no breaking into his truck to feel the dog's rib bones, no kidnapping to take him to vet for anal gland cleansing. Ah, poor Fred, he is packed like a sausage. But his dog food regime is slimming him up some.
So, if the above seems cryptic to you, I can explain later. There is a dog lover in the family, actually a dog co-dependent. Not me. Not Sistah. Not Ya Think. I'll never tell. And I'll never tell it from the rooftops that I just love this dog, Sir Fred.
Amazing as well, the three cats, two of them rather temperamental or crazy whichever description you prefer, seem to sense the spirit of laid back Fred and they tolerate him. They aren't washing his face yet. Fred just looks at them calmly.