Lucy has her own linens as I may or may not have mentioned before. I have a dog bed in my bedroom that sits in the corner, and I cover that with a fitted sheet that matches my duvet and bed skirt. I have a matching flat sheet that covers my own bed during the day while I’m out, since I know she likes to sleep up there too.
I’d just done my laundry Sunday evening, I did her linens, the towel under her water bowl, and some stragglers from my own laundry that needed washing. Yes, I did my dog’s linens alright? Alright. So I put the sheets on my bed in a pile and went into the other room to fold the rest of my laundry. When her linens are being washed, or when they haven’t been spread out over her bed and mine, I leave my bedroom closed so she doesn’t go snuggle up against my pillow and cover everything with dog hair.
I’m sitting at my computer, having folded everything, watching the end of whatever TV show I’d been watching, and she’s standing in front of me, ears up, staring at me and mrowling. Incessantly. Not just a little bit either. Loud and in my face.
I tried to tell her to go lie down, pointed at her bed in the living room right near where I was sitting, but she wasn’t having any of that. I’d already let her out multiple times tonight, and I’d given her the nightly treat … and I couldn’t figure out what she wanted. The only thing I could think of was that she maybe wanted to go into my room and go to bed but the door was closed … so I went over, opened the door … and had her stay in the doorway while I covered her bed (since she usually gets in the way while I’m trying to cover the thing … crawling all over it and “helping out”).
When I turned to cover my own bed I said “Okay” to let her come in … and she charged in and literally jumped into her bed and laid down with what can only be described as a blissfully happy sigh and grunt. I laughed out loud and told that dog I loved her repeatedly.
It’s moments like these that can turn around even the worst day … and today was far from the worst day.
I live alone. I’ve been mostly single for a long time. Lucy’s my girl. She’ll be 11 in February and I can’t imagine what my life would have been like for the last 10 years without her.
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Lost in the cube (@Lostinthecube)
October 9, 2012 at 6:38 am (UTC -7) Link to this comment
I have sheets for my dogs bed too. She gets so hot and the sheet seems to help her keep cooler. And I was her sheet every week. I also keep a sheet on top of my bed to keep dog hair off the rest of the bed. I think most dog lovers are the same way. we all see our dogs as people, I do anyway. I talk to them and I swear that they understand most of what I say. Probalby because I have said it so much over and over. But I like to think its because they are smart. I have had my big dog Zoey for about 8 years now and I can see how old she is getting by the white fur that she is getting on her pretty brown face. Also she limps a little and moves slower, kinda like me. Like you I can’t imagine what I would have done without her. My dogs make my life so much richer. I hope I have returned the favor to them.