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Thursday, February 12, 2009

Thursday, 12 February: Another doggie bloggie

Had a lovely dog story on the email this morning and decided to add my own little tale to the annals of canine loyalty.

Last month, I was a casualty of our hot, humid summer conditions. I was hit with an awful tummy bug (fortunately lasting only 24 hours). Saturday night saw me to and fro to the bathroom (and to the kitchen for ice etc). Doggos, who sleep in the kitchen, obviously could hear from the ‘smells and bells’ that there was trouble in the house! I was too exhausted and nauseous to bother to settle them again in their sleeping places. So Trist (always the headboy) assumed his place of guard at the bedroom's threshold. However, Gal, the sensitive type, spent the rest of the night going back and forth from my walk-in closet dragging every winter jersey he could find stored in the closet's lower drawers to my side. He can open the drawers himself, you see. Morning saw the floor next to my bed piled high with all my winter woollies and every odd shoe shoe, just in case I needed them in my distress!

Both fellows lay next to the guest room bed (where I retreated on Sunday morning for a change of scenery) until daughter Cath arrived with Panados, tummy pills and bottles of Energade. The moment they saw her, Trist and Gal rose, with a grunt of relief, murmured: "At last, we are off duty!" (dogspeak), retreated to the garden, leaving the rest up to her.

Woman’s best friend?

Here are two undignified shots of the boys chewing their chewers which I have smeared with Marmite! You need to be a South African to know about the delightful flavour of Marmite!


TheWritersPorch said...

How sweet to hear of such loyalty! Humans could learn much from their Canine companions!

willow said...

Aww, what a delightfully sweet story! What would you do without your loving boys, Eleanor?

Raph G. Neckmann said...

How lovely, Eleanor!

Chrissie said...

Aaaawww!! Your story is so touching and another tale (or should that be tail) of canine loyalty. I just couldn't live without my dog.

Ms.Daisy said...

What "loves" they are, Eleanor! Bringing you soft and warm things for your comfort. So sweet!


Rowyn said...

Awww what a sweet story. It's good to know you were so well looked after! :-)

Avril said...

A lovely doggie story! They are very sensitive to feelings, these wonderful doggies! Glad to hear your fit and well again. Was touched by your previous poem - must pass it on to our doggie-loving friends. Those quilts are just too beautiful - very clever Gran you are!

Barbara Martin said...

Dogs always try to keep their owners in good spirits, even when under the weather. I had a Doberman Pinscher who was very independent until I came down with a very nasty case of pneumonia. Then I couldn't get rid of him. He would lay beside me on the bed, pressed as close as he could be with his head on my hip. My husband had to coerce him into going for his dog walks with weiners. Food bribes seem to work in most cases.

The Quintessential Magpie said...

That is so sweet, Eleanor. I'm so glad you had such good help during your illness.

When my father was dying years ago, his little Toy Fox Terrier never left his side. Daddy called him his "nurse." ;-) When the ambulance came for Daddy to go to the hospital for the last time, Toby refused to leave his spot on the bed. What a loyal friend they can be! Then he became my mother's best friend. So did my dog. Mama used food bribes, too! LOL!

Don't know what marmite is, but if they like it and you say so, it must be good! ;-)



Greyscale Territory said...

Gorgeous story! I so love stories like this one of animals being close to humans!

Sweetie said...

Thanks so much for sharing your story. Dogs and puppies are such loyal companions.

Neabear said...

This is so cute! Did the dogs return all the stuff they pulled out of the drawers for you? How wonderfully trained if they did!