Wednesday, February 22, 2017

When Puppies Interfere With Your Writing

Write About Puppies

Leia
You will bend to my will.
Dogs have owned us most of our lives. Greta was a Miniature Schnauzer who thought she was the pack leader of our family even though she depended on us for the basics: food, water, shelter and more.

She needed twice-a-day shots for diabetes, frequent Vet appointments for pancreatitis, Cushing's Disease, glaucoma that blinded her and eventually took her beautiful clear brown eyes.
Her medical history would fill a small novel.

We've missed her for three years, and finally, quit fighting the urge to hear paws on the floor once more.

We tried for a while to adopt a rescue dog from a shelter. Circumstance and compatibility couldn't seem to get coordinated. We gave up and decided to postpone dog ownership.

Kismet.

Enter Leia.

And by "enter" I mean full speed ahead, roll around corners, enthusiasm. She comes with a frenzied whirlwind of face-licking while climbing out of your grip, wriggling like a sheet on a clothesline in northern Arizona wind.

This will come as a surprise to you, but puppies have no respect for carpet, tile, or expensive wool area rugs. In fact, the latter they will abuse from both ends: chewing as well as ... you know.

They bring something else into the house beside the occasional accident. Puppy breath, antics, and eternal cuteness that would pull a heart as cold as dry ice into their joie de vivre.

She also has no respect for my need to sit quietly at a computer keyboard and type. Leia interrupts novels, short stories, and blogs with happy abandon.

It's kind of nice.

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