I have a hooligan of a dog.
An absolute yobbo, a rebel against anything and everything human.......a psychotic lunatic of a weiner dog.
He has these phases where he just goes....crazy. Runs a circle from our living room to hallway to kitchen, stumpy little legs pumping, ears swept back, tongue loose and flapping.....running at maximum doggy velocity for no apparent reason.
He refuses to heed some things we tell him. I know he's not stupid, he's learned to sit and stay and sit up and beg.....but anything that doesn't involve some kind of reward for him holds no worth as far as he's concerned. Like not getting in the garbage. He's figured out that there's good eats (better than dog chow anyway) to be had from the garbage can, and will consistently tip it over and rummage around in the contents that spill over my clean kitchen floor. Day old turkey? Egg shells? A veritable feast to our Henry, despite the fact that we will chastise him and call him 'baddog' or 'naughtyboy' or yell 'no-no-no' at him.
Newspapers and magazines are another source of fun for him. We can no longer display our 'Time' and 'People' on the coffee table because he can reach them - and should he achieve his goal, he will delight in shredding and tearing the glossy pages into confetti. Same goes for the daily paper. He takes a sheet in his mouth and, head held high, trots off as fast as his little legs can carry him to find a secluded corner where he can pretend it's a rat and shake it to death.
The Christmas tree has become the latest bone of contention (pun intended). He's been fascinated with the skirt since we put it up. He has chewed the edge and has dug and pawed and poked himself a little nest out of it 3 times already today. We deliberately refrained from hanging any ornaments or decorations on the lower branches because we knew it would be an invitation for doggy destruction. Apparently we should have stood the tree on a table, way out of Henry's reach, because he's been up on his hind legs, pirouetting his way around the tree in an attempt to get the tinsel and lights off of ANY branch. He seems to think that the entire shebang has been erected soley for his entertainment.
He's partially right. Not about the tree, but about the entertainment. I find endless delight in watching him, in trying to understand the workings of his doggy little mind. HE is the source of entertainment for me....
...even if he did just pull the Christmas tree over, ornaments and tinsel and lights and all.
HENNNRRRRY!!!!!!!!!!!!