The Secrets of a Dog
I get the feeling that in the past few months while we were out for a walk with Coltan and Luna, and we would happen upon another family, say with a three year old and a dog, that there might have been some secrets being passed back and forth. My reason for this hypothesis has been Luna’s uncanny ability to sit under the highchair as soon as we mentioned trying to feed Coltan new solid foods, particularly our first attempt at Cheerios. That’s right, not when the first ‘o hit the ground, but as soon Amber said, “Hey, I think Coltan is ready to try some Cheerios.”
It was like an alarm went off alerting her to the fact that this is what all those other dogs with older children had prophesied about. Her land of milk and honey nut Cheerios materializing right before her eyes. Those same eyes looking at us with a puzzling face that then said, “You know Sam, I think he’s ready for lunch meat, let’s give it a try, what’d you say?”
dogs are a lot smarter than most give them credit for. my dog knows my childs name better than his own i believe.
amber-I was wondering why you haven’t come to my blog in a while and It seems to be that you still are looking at the old Bigtelicious. (I can tell because the link on your blogroll is wrong. tylerreagin.com/blog is the new one. See you tomorrow!