When we say family business, we mean family. Diesel makes three. He doesn’t really make a crowd, but I’ll tell you a bit about his ride with us.
A few days ago, a driver in a UPS truck rolled down his window as I walked past. I was startled when he yelled out, “I love your dog!” The conversation began. A bull dog rode with the driver for ten years. He said, “He was the best dog in the world, but the nastiest kind to ride with in a truck.”
Oh, I so agree.
If you have a problem with gross descriptions, please skip this particular paragraph. I am going to be descriptive. I am not going to cut words. The boy farts. The boy snores. The boy drools after drinking water. The boy does other unmentionable things (not to me, but to my husband, whom we now have nick-named his right leg as Sea Biscuit – you figure it out!). He belches. He whines.
He never whined before he began riding with us. But, of course, he never got morsels of human food and he never quite had twenty-four hour, seven days a week constant contact. Now, he’s just plain bossy.
Is he fun to have around? Oh, you betcha’. He is a joy. A laugh a minute.
I totally enjoy walking with him. We exercise together. There’s a plus!
You know, I rather enjoy spoiling him. He’s all ours! What more can I say?
P.S. There are other funny moments – which I plan to write about later. While checking out at a guard gate, the dog sitting in a driver’s lap on one side of the guard house noticed Diesel sitting in my husband’s lap. The barking began. Both driver’s (and I) laughed hysterically, so did the guards. The dogs were handed biscuits simultaneously from the guard windows for their entertaining moment. It’s a small world – life is short – enjoy every moment!