Saturday, November 7, 2009

Just Shake it Off


Anyone that knows me knows how much I loved my dog Pippen.  We had 16 wonderful years together, during which she was the topic of SO many stories.  So it only makes sense that she makes a few cameos here.  There are a plethora of hilarious stories involving Pippy; I was reminded of this one while searching through some old photos.

Pippen was never a lover of riding in the car; I mean the only time she was ever in a car she was either going to the vet, the groomers, or the kennel.  While she was always a nervous wreck on the way to her destination, she was an absolute nutcase when we brought her home. 

One day I went to go pick her up from a haircut.  Besides being unable to sit still, Pippen liked to get really close to whoever was in the car.  I don’t know if it was her way of saying, “I missed you, please don’t leave me ever again,” or what.  But she would get uncomfortably close sometimes.  Like I can taste your breath close.



Usually I didn’t mind her closeness and found it somewhat endearing.   But as she got older she developed a drooling problem, so her closeness wasn’t always welcomed.


During this particular incident the more I tried to get Pippen to scoot back, the closer she got…and the closer her hanging drool got.  Finally she decided the drool bothered her as well and she went to shake it off.  I saw this coming and freaked out. Terrified that I would be “slimed”, I moved my body as close to the door as I could and screamed as she frantically shook her head from side to side. 

When the shaking stopped I quickly checked my body for the drool that was no longer draped from her lip.  I couldn’t find it anywhere.  As if I expected an answer, I just kept shouting, “WHERE IS IT?!?!  WHERE IS IT?!?!”  I was so confused.  Was it in my hair??  Was I having a Something About Mary moment??

After a few minutes of complete confusion and fear, I found it.



All over her own head and ears.  She had no idea.  She just kept getting closer.  Still giving me that “I missed you” look.  The rest of the ride I just sat there giggling as she tried so hard to figure out how to get just a little bit closer.

1 comment:

  1. I am a little scared that all this happened while you were driving............including taking the pictures as evidence.

    - Shley

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