Dog Sitting for the Weekend

Lucy’s boyfriend, Otto, is back for a couple days and she is loving the attention. Well, loving it except when she’s being a bitch about him getting even the tiniest amount of attention from us instead.

How should I put it? Our dog is has a jealous streak. Actually, it’s more than just a jealous streak, she’s spoiled rotten. I mean, way worst than only child syndrome here and more like Veruca Salt from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I only have one person to blame for this… my partner. Okay, so I may have played a minute role in her development too.

Anyway, Otto is an adorable one-eyed Pug who really likes our Lucy. I mean really, really, really likes her in that way that boy dogs like girl dogs. It’s hilarious to watch him lick the inside of her ears as his hips are swinging back and forth. I suppose he just has an ear fetish. I get that.

The thing is, every time we watch another dog for any length of time, it makes me realize more and more why we need to get Lucy a little brother. She’s more excitable and playful when there is another dog in the picture. I mean, don’t get me wrong, she loves the attention she gets from us and abhors any attention we give to our cat, Tuesday, but I’m sure that given a bit of time she’d finally realize the benefits outweigh the detriments. Another dog will actually play with her, whereas our cat just sits in place and swipes her protracted claws at her nose, which I’m sure doesn’t help their currently (and still after over four years) volatile relationship. Perhaps soon we’ll be in a more stable financial place to consider adopting another whether it be another Great Dane from a rescue or a mutt from the Humane Society, but in the mean time dog sitting will have to suffice.

Oh, and just in case you’re wondering about the Popcorn Cake I posted about yesterday, here’s a picture. And yes, the little girl loved it.