The differences between my two black pups now full grown are several.  Coco is long haired and when she is happy to see you, she will swish her tail back and forth slowly.  She likes to observe and takes in the whole situation.  Tilla is exuberant.  When he is happy to see you, his tail goes thump, thump.  Sometimes I will go into my bedroom and he will jump on the bed wiggling all over to greet me.  He is the most athletic.  He necessitated us building our fence higher.  He could jump over it.  He is the most unpredictable and is streamed lined really muscular.

He has some peculiarities.  He will lock himself in the bedroom and act so happy when we open the door.  Also if he joins me in the office he will close the door as if to make sure he has me all to himself.  He is male and the most aggressive of our four dogs.  If you throw four snacks out for our dogs, he will get three.

Coco is female and just plain sweet.  If she wants her belly rubbed, she will slowly demurely lift her leg to indicate that.  Coco can be quite insistent and will bark if she wants to go out.  They are only the second and third dogs I raised from pups.

The two dogs have had some different nicknames over time.  Coco is also called Coco Puff and Puffy Girl by my wife.  Atilla was originally called Atilla The Hun now shortened to Tilla, and once called Atilla The Olympian (when he kept jumping the fence) and now affectionately Tilly Willy.  Both of the dogs are a lot of fun.

Last night was the third one in a row Tilla slept in my bed.  I sleep on the right side and my dog plopped himself right where my head would go so I had to fight for space and every inch.  I guess he like(s)(d) being close to me.  Coco, my other black dog was in her usual spot along the left side of the bed.  In fact I even had the third black animal we own sleeping on the foot of the other side of the bed–Cool Hand Luke–one of my seven cats.  That was somewhat unusual for Jasmine and her grownup kittens have, of late, taken over that spot.  She had two litters–four cats and it is not that unusual to see at least two of them sleeping nearby her on the bed.  They get along really well.

My Dogs Were Alert

Author: siggy

My dogs were alert:  They heard the click of the door of the kitchen door which led to the open garage but not the click of it close.  Within ten seconds I was chasing the three dogs all over the neighborhood.  They were on the loose.  They enjoyed their minutes of freedom.  Finally I caught Coco and put her into the fenced yard.  Then a little later both Tilla and her Mom, Sweetie, trotted to me.  All of them had a good run.

Tilla jumped enthusiastically on my bed to greet me.  He wanted a hug and was now on eye level.  His body shook all over in anticipation of my greeting.  Wouldn’t it be nice if all your friends made it that plain how glad they were to see you.  There is nothing like a dog for unconditional love.  In fact, some people prefer dogs to humans:  they don’t disguise their feelings.

Our Local Post Office

Author: siggy

Only at a local post office.  Tilla, my dog who loves car rides, figured out when he sees my car keys he might be able to get a ride.  And it is more than that:  he gets a biscuit from the postmaster.  She said all the dogs get them.  And the owners expect them.  Only from a local small post office can this happen.  Tilla made the connection.  He will get a biscuit when we go to the post office in the morning to gather our mail.  He will not forget.

Tilla (one of my dogs) will feel no pain (or aches) this night.  I had put some peanut butter and a pain pill to give to Pax (another dog of ours).  Tilla grabbed it.  I immediately pulled the slice of bread out of his mouth.  Too late.  The pill was gone.  I was mad. Tilla will feel no pain tonight.  I prepared another slice of bread with peanut butter with another pain pill and made sure Tilla was far away when I gave Pax his nightly meds.

I sometimes get a really enthusiastic greeting from Tilly Willy, my favorite dog.  I will be in my bedroom and he will jump on my bed to get a hug from me, which I always do.  I never know when he is going to do that.  He is unpredictable.  He certainly knows how to make me feel wanted and is openly affectionate.  He is my favorite dog.  He and I have a special relationship.  My first dog I raised from a pup died awhile ago and I never thought another one like her would come along.  Daisy was one stubborn dog but when I was in the same room she never took his eyes off of me.  Tilly Willy aims to please.  He gets special treatment from me.

Again, my three black animals joined me in my bedroom.  First, “Cool Hand Luke” my black cat who I have had since I been married to my other was one animal–over ten years–and the other two dogs I consider my “pups” although now both are full grown.  We had the two dogs since the beginning.  They were born in my house.  The long haired one-Coco-usually can be found lying on my side of my bed and the other dog is “Tilly Willy” who usually joins me at the foot of my bed after I have retired for the night.  I never know what he is going to do next.  A few nights again he jumped on my bed and I fell asleep with him lying next to me.  I have to say these two dogs are not small dogs:  they probably weigh over eighty pounds each.  It is comforting to me to have them join me at night.

It is so odd not having any of our four dogs around.  We kenneled them so we could leave on our trip to the shore the following morning.  I fell asleep and none of them were at the foot of the bed.  No barking.  No locking the front door so Tilla does not let himself out by “popping” the screen door latch.  No Tilla under our computer desk.  Pax is not under his blanket facing the big fan. No Sweetie or Coco.  No barking.  No anything.  I miss them already and we have not left on our trip.

Tilla, one of my dogs, has a new thing he does:  he will nudge me to walk him and I find out he does not have to do anything outside.  He wants another ride in my car.  That is something new I discovered about him not too long ago–he loves car rides.  And he keeps asking for another one.  He loves standing on the passenger side and wagging his tail contentedly and looking outside the window and smiling at me.  If dogs can smile?!  He keeps hoping he will go for another ride.  I decided tomorrow I would go fishing and take him along with me.  He will get another car ride.  Finally.

Tilla Loves Car Rides

Author: siggy

Tilla, my favorite dog (I have four) I discovered loves car rides. His nickname is “Tilly Willy”. Yesterday I was taking another to the vet and Tilla was quite insistent about going out. I thought he had business to do outside. That was not the case. He headed for my car. He just wanted another ride. So I said okay and he immediately hopped in the car and accompanied Pax to the vet. He loves being in the car and taking rides. And smiles and looks out the window.

I never had a dog like “Tilla” before.  I won his loyalty by rubbing his belly any time he wants, which is often.  Dogs don’t live forever.  I never thought another dog would replace the first dog I raised from a pet, which was “Daisy” a black mutt.  One stubborn dog.  Tilla wants to please.  I trained Daisy when she was an adult.  When I was in a room with her, she never took my eyes off of me.  Tilla often comes to my pad when I am watching TV and my wife has gone to bed.  Then he usually nudges the door shut as if to say, “I now have you all to myself.”  Tilla has quirks.  He is unpredictable.  I never know exactly how he is going to act.  Sometimes he will lock himself in the bathroom and wait for us to discover that and then be so pleased when we open the door.  He is more aggressive then the other three dogs we have.  If you throw four snacks in front of our four dogs, he will get three.  He is quick.  His mom a female golden retriever (appropriately named “Sweetie”) usually defers to him as well as his to his (???) sister–Coco.  Tilla is streamlined–one lean muscular black dog.  He is the reason we had to build our fence higher.  He could jump over it.  I will love Tilla while I have him.  I know he is only on “loan.”