Thanks for that feedback! I thought if I wrote about what it really was the story would be too gross, so I'm glad to hear that little narrative device worked as intended :)
I love love love the story .. Now I am making up the “rest of the story” in my mind .. having as much fun with it as you did telling the story. This reminds me of my years growing up on the farm in Wisconsin, with our dogs seemingly everywhere, getting into everything. Their one act of loyalty was always, when they were done, they would come sit by your side, asking “did I do good?”
Yeah, dogs really do make the world a much better place. I’m going to try to do a weekly story about our puppy. I think the world needs to hear these stories just for a little stress relief :)
Oh boy. I grew up with four Great Danes.And at one point there were 10 puppies too. Later on, I had a chocolate lab, who broke my nose twice by accident. Then I fostered an 11 year old border collie with tongue cancer and arthritis. The pain of letting her go was relentless. So now I have no dogs. But I love reading stories about them. Yours was a hoot!
30 years ago, we had 2 cattle dogs. We got the 2nd because the first chewed a hole in our kitchen drywall. We lived in a condo and thought a 2nd would keep the 1st busy...
We would leave the door to the garage open when we went to work so they could potty on pads on the cement. We also bought soil and grass seed and left that in the garage. These two had to drag the bags of soil and seed upstairs to our carpeted living room. They distributed the soil and seed evenly across the entire room. Really. What a nightmare to clean up. We laughed and laughed. Wish there was video.
😂🤣😂🤣😂 OMG I’m laughing so hard right now!! Not at you but with you 🤣😂🤣 I have a Corgi and he got into the crafting box. I have kids so I have every craft thingy you can imagine because of their class projects.. oh God I feel your pain.. my Corgi got into my yarn stash since I’m always knitting or crocheting stuff for my family. Yarn everywhere!! Knotted tangled and goobed on…
This made my day, Walter! I'm like Sarah3000, you had me at glitter. Being an art teacher, glitter is the bane of my existence, but I was trying for the life of me to figure out how it "smelled." I haven't had coffee yet. Bless you.
My old girl, Cashew, is estimated to be about 14, but nobody knows. She was found wandering a cemetery with a tumor on her leg so they had to amputate her back left leg. We adopted her shortly thereafter because I’m a sucker for such dogs.
Oh dear God, the amount of glitter an old dog can drop while you’re trying to get her out the back door!
Buy stock in whatever company sells Little Green Machines.
🤣😂🤣 I knew. I did! Because glitter doesn't smell!! Now going on four decades, we had 17 pups. We have three now, and one of the mixed terriers is a highly effective hunter on our acre. He gifts us with a squirrel, a mouse, or a rat now and then by lovingly placing them on our king size bed nessled in them comforters folds.
This week I thought it was a large hair ball about the size of a golf ball. Nope! It was a tiny mouse curled up tight. Good boy! I get to wash the down comforter I had just pulled out for winter. We love our pups!
Great post, Walter, and I almost peed my pant listening to you. I gotta remember to go before opening up Substack!
You had me at glitter. I really believed it was glitter. Then I read the last sentence and thought, "Oh crap."
Thanks for that feedback! I thought if I wrote about what it really was the story would be too gross, so I'm glad to hear that little narrative device worked as intended :)
Ingenious. I really love a good plot twist :-)
I love love love the story .. Now I am making up the “rest of the story” in my mind .. having as much fun with it as you did telling the story. This reminds me of my years growing up on the farm in Wisconsin, with our dogs seemingly everywhere, getting into everything. Their one act of loyalty was always, when they were done, they would come sit by your side, asking “did I do good?”
Yeah, dogs really do make the world a much better place. I’m going to try to do a weekly story about our puppy. I think the world needs to hear these stories just for a little stress relief :)
Oh boy. I grew up with four Great Danes.And at one point there were 10 puppies too. Later on, I had a chocolate lab, who broke my nose twice by accident. Then I fostered an 11 year old border collie with tongue cancer and arthritis. The pain of letting her go was relentless. So now I have no dogs. But I love reading stories about them. Yours was a hoot!
Thank you Valerie! I am trying to mix it up with some more lighthearted content :)
hahaha! i was wondering through the whole story, "well, where did the glitter come from?" 🤣
Yeah, gosh… what a morning that was :)
30 years ago, we had 2 cattle dogs. We got the 2nd because the first chewed a hole in our kitchen drywall. We lived in a condo and thought a 2nd would keep the 1st busy...
We would leave the door to the garage open when we went to work so they could potty on pads on the cement. We also bought soil and grass seed and left that in the garage. These two had to drag the bags of soil and seed upstairs to our carpeted living room. They distributed the soil and seed evenly across the entire room. Really. What a nightmare to clean up. We laughed and laughed. Wish there was video.
Haha, that’s a memory that’s worth the inconvenience of cleaning up the mess!
You had me laughing, too, Joyce! They DRAGGED the soil and seed upstairs 🤪😂🤣
😂🤣😂🤣😂 OMG I’m laughing so hard right now!! Not at you but with you 🤣😂🤣 I have a Corgi and he got into the crafting box. I have kids so I have every craft thingy you can imagine because of their class projects.. oh God I feel your pain.. my Corgi got into my yarn stash since I’m always knitting or crocheting stuff for my family. Yarn everywhere!! Knotted tangled and goobed on…
Haha! Pets are endless sources of stories!
This made my day, Walter! I'm like Sarah3000, you had me at glitter. Being an art teacher, glitter is the bane of my existence, but I was trying for the life of me to figure out how it "smelled." I haven't had coffee yet. Bless you.
Thanks haha! I didn’t want the story to be too gross :)
I thoroughly enjoyed reading that, thanks for sharing.
Thanks for reading!
Fabulous ending! Your glitter is the reason I only foster adult dogs, cats and kittens. No puppies for me!
Oh no! Your last line!!! Horrified. LOL
:) I was worried that people would guess the end, but few people do! Thanks for the comment!
Loved your story 😂😂😂😂😂
I love true dog stories. Dogs add so much joy, and frustration, to our lives. 🐶
Thank you Jacki!
Oh shit.
I wondered how “glitter” smelled so strongly!
:) That's exactly what was going through my head. I felt if I came clean from the beginning, the story would be too gross :)
My old girl, Cashew, is estimated to be about 14, but nobody knows. She was found wandering a cemetery with a tumor on her leg so they had to amputate her back left leg. We adopted her shortly thereafter because I’m a sucker for such dogs.
Oh dear God, the amount of glitter an old dog can drop while you’re trying to get her out the back door!
Buy stock in whatever company sells Little Green Machines.
Proof . Positive. All that glitters doesn’t smell like Chanel No 5!! Doggone great story.
🤣😂🤣 I knew. I did! Because glitter doesn't smell!! Now going on four decades, we had 17 pups. We have three now, and one of the mixed terriers is a highly effective hunter on our acre. He gifts us with a squirrel, a mouse, or a rat now and then by lovingly placing them on our king size bed nessled in them comforters folds.
This week I thought it was a large hair ball about the size of a golf ball. Nope! It was a tiny mouse curled up tight. Good boy! I get to wash the down comforter I had just pulled out for winter. We love our pups!
Great post, Walter, and I almost peed my pant listening to you. I gotta remember to go before opening up Substack!