We have a dog. His name is Titus. He is a puggle (pug/beagle mix). He is dumb.I say that with the deepest affection for him in my heart, but I have to be real honest and admit that he just isn't too bright. I can't help but love him.
God knew what he was doing when he created the canine (duh,of course He knew what He was doing!). These creatures have the capacity to interact and communicate with us in the most amazing ways.
Titus is too fat to jump up on our bed. But on the days he wants to sleep with us, and not with one of the boys, he has his cues that say, "Lift me up there, I want to sleep with you guys!" Amazingly...we do it!
He tells us he's hungry, scared, uncomfortable, wants a walk, when he is content, wants to play fetch...all of that from one stupid little fuzzball.
In fact yesterday he even provided commentary on Katie's guitar playing. She's been playing for a few weeks now, and I think she's getting rather good. However, while practicing on the couch Katie noticed Titus burrowing his head under the layers of pillows and cushions to escape the objectionable sound. Maybe he's not so dumb after all.
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