Buddy
Well today’s
events kinda center around Buddy. I had an amusing experience with him as I was
elected to take buddy to Rita’s , for his shave and shower. Upon arriving at Moms
house Buddy greeted me as usual , not like he had not saw me earlier as I was
feeding cows and he joined in for his favorite thing to do with the cows and that
is to find frozen green morsels of
goodness , he can’t necessarily find in the house thankfully. Just what we needed a shit eating dog , and
hence the reason for buddy to go have a bath.
Well when Buddy
found out that I really wanted to pick him up , he did his best to avoid me. I am
ok to go outside with but he has hesitations when I want more from him I am
sure for good reason as I don’t allow Buddy to kiss me and I guess for that
reason we haven’t bonded yet.
All for good
reason I am waiting for the season when Mr. Buddy gets eating crap out of his
system. I had one dog who disappeared but was crazy about horse crap and he would run for miles carrying turds in his
mouth. All I would have to say’ is that my horseturd?’ he would suddenly grab it up
and take off, whether it was mine or not, as it made no difference as I would
never get it. So when buddy took an affection for cow turds, I have to ignore
best I could as he maneuvers his way fearlessly into the pasture to procure his
frozen treats. Maybe when the flies come they won’t be so tasty and he will
move on.
Well buddy did his best to avoid me when he
found out I actually wanted him for something and immediately sensed something was
up. I had to have Mom snag him and then I grabbed him up and headed out the door.
I had to shove him over in the seat when I got in . It wasn’t until I turned
the truck around and we were headed out the lane. I let Buddy in on what was going
on.
I said to him “ Buddy
it’s like this , we can’t afford license and although you are a small dog I am
taking you to the pound” of course joking all the time and even though I was
talking to a dog he looked at me like he really screwed up this time. And to assure
he was right I mentioned the trouble I had getting him into the truck was minor
compared to some of the offenses he has been guilty of. Running away from us,
crying like a baby, and just looking so damn pitiful much like he was then. At this
I felt a cold shiver run along his spine as I pulled up in front of Rita’s. I turned
the truck off and told buddy it was nice knowing him and I tried to grab him. Didn’t
know a dog could slink so well as he practically backed out of my hands and slid
on to the floor just as I took my foot off the clutch , and it was then i realized
the truck was rolling backwards in the snow and I had one leg out.
Visions of buddy making
it out the door and onto the ground only to be run over by out of control
pickup flooded into my mind , as I struggled to not kick buddy out of
floorboard area, and to stomp on brake
and stop the truck . I reached down and grabbed Buddy by back of neck and held
on firmly as I had to start the pickup and return it to its former position. I held
onto Buddy tight through it all , and then when we parked I got out and went up to her business place
and she wasn’t there. I managed to get Buddy back into the truck and finally to
Rita’s who chastised me about scaring poor little Buddy about the pound thing. It
was so funny to see the ‘Oh shit’, look in Buddy’s eyes though when I broke the
news to him.
In fact Rita said he did good for his
first time and Buddy I am sure would easily give up some toenails and loss of
dignity or dignity, as they like to call it to avoid the other possible
consequence I was scaring him with. He was glad to be back home and to see Moms
smiling face, after the few minutes of hell he spent with me
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