Bug Tails - "'fraidy-cat"
Last evening we enjoyed our first thunderstorms of the season. A series of them rolled through during the night. Bug spent the entire night plastered against me, trembling. (If you don’t know about Bug, he came to us as a stray a little over a year ago. We believe he had been through a lot). Old Libby just snored, on the floor, belly-up.
This morning, when I crawled out of bed, Bug stayed attached to me. When I sat at the table to suck down my first cup of coffee, he lay across my feet---not by them, on them. Same thing when I sat on the toilet. Have you ever tried to wipe with a dog across your feet?
He wanted to get in the shower with me too. I should have let him. He stinks after a long winter without a bath.
This morning, when I crawled out of bed, Bug stayed attached to me. When I sat at the table to suck down my first cup of coffee, he lay across my feet---not by them, on them. Same thing when I sat on the toilet. Have you ever tried to wipe with a dog across your feet?
He wanted to get in the shower with me too. I should have let him. He stinks after a long winter without a bath.
posted by Erik Ivan James | 6:46 AM
5 Comments:
Poor little Bug!
We had a little female dog named Rufus who was terrified of storms. Had to give her a tranquilizer when she got old as it would storm. She was a yorkiepoo. Lived to be 17 yrs old. Now have Percy the toy poodle. So far, he's okay. Mama has a small hound dog named "Bug" because he is "cute as a bug."
Donnetta
~laughing~
Yeah right, Bernita. It's poor "me" in the middle of the night when he decides to "bug" me.
Thanks for stopping by, Donnetta. It is interesting, the names we pick for our pets. My Ma has a small dog she named "Minute". Because the little dog is "no bigger than a minute".
Stories of pets who "bug" are sure sellers.
This is whimsical and highly entertaining.
You're going to sell your Bug pieces somewhere. I am convinced of it.
Ivan
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