Her prompts:
1.) A Thanksgiving to be remembered...(inspired via Twitter by @knitmyrhino from Crafting With Rhinos)
2.)Describe the most destructive thing your pet has done.
(inspired via Twitter by @alisha41481 from A Day In The Life Of Okie Rednecks)
3.) Describe in 1000 words or less a time when something happened and you knew that life would never be the same.
(inspired via Twitter by @lesleehorner from Waiting For The Click. Entries can also be emailed to Leslee at clickstories@gmail.com)
4.)Share a diary entry from when you were 13...feel free to make one up!
(inspired via twitter by @EricaVoll from I'm Still Fabulous)
5.)Describe a moment you felt embarrassed by your parents.
(inspired via Twitter by @MamaOtwins1 from 3 Boys + 1 Hubby = What Next?
My choice is number 2.
We had a couple of brothers many, many moons ago. They were Rottweilers. Now, don't go getting your panties in a twist. They were good boys who never, ever posed a threat to my kids. Seriously. Porky (June 17, 1993 - November 1, 2002) was the best dog E*V*E*R! (Ringo, my boy, I promise that you are a very close second!)
Let me tell you, when Rotties are young, they are chewers! They will gnaw on ANYTHING!
For example, I left them in my little hatchback for a few minutes while I went into the grocery store for something.
They ate my stick shift.
Another time? They ate my driver's seat.
They ate our stairs, the heater for their doghouse and our fence.
Their vet told me that they would not go near tabasco sauce. So what did I do? I went and bought me some tabasco. In bulk.
Next, a paint brush.
And then I spent Asia's entire nap time outside painting the damned fence with tabasco sauce.
And you know what?
They LOVED it!
Little buggers.
They eventually stopped chewing. And barking. And whining. But J.C. went to another home for a questionable attitude, and my Porky stayed on. Through to the end, that boy was a wonderful friend. He put up with the neglect that a busy family can dump on their pet. The rules that were enforced, like not coming onto the carpet, that kept him away from the family make me want to steal that time back and use it to its fullest. It was Porky, once he was gone, who showed me the errors of my ways. And while I didn't want Ringo, I now shower him with the attention that Porky so deserved.
Rest in peace, my boy. One day, when we meet again, I'll owe you a huge apology and one big-ass doggy bone!
10 comments:
Never tried the Tabasco. Have used jalapeño and habenero juice to good effect however.
I think all dogs go through a teething time when they chew like mad - the only difference is what they chew then.
Porky and Ringo? LOL a Cross between the Beatles and Porky's Revenge? :)
Oh my your poor car! Ahh what a sweet post and tribute ;)
HMM!! Do I need to pass on for your next husband to get some attention and affection? Will you think the same way? My poor hubby!!
Ate your car??? Hubby would die, possibly followed closely by the dog who would be taken out by Hubby's disgruntled ghost. He's not much of a dog person!
Hmmmm. Anonymous, that is something we could definitely try!! lol
Okay, your wonderful post made me weepy, remembering Porky in his final days, lying at the very edge of the carpet. Even then, he could NOT be convinced to break the rules of the house. Great dog! Then anonymous made me laugh out loud. Thanks Leon!! I needed that.
I am laughing cause my little one is like that. Thanks so much for choosing my prompt!
Awww, they are so worth it, but its hard to remember that when they are puppies! I had a super sweet rottie too. I miss him like crazy!!!
I chose that prompt too. I had that exact same dog, minus the Tobasco sauce. Why do we love these darn dogs. They're like bad boyfriends only with teeth.
Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now. Keep it up!
And according to this article, I totally agree with your opinion, but only this time! :)
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