BEFORE
AFTER
Note from the author: This discussion takes place about once every evening, especially in between Canine Evening Playtime (an obligatory must) and Canine Bedtime (when the humans are busy in the kitchen preparing food for themselves…). Seeing Sheba is Ridgeback, I can only suspect that this discussion will continue to take place for as long as we’re together and as long as the rule applies. But hey, if Sheba can’t be indoors, then the humans will have to move outdoors, for quality time it is!
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Follow-up comment rss or Leave a TrackbackI vote that Sheba is allowed indoors…I’m with her. Why not?
Obviously, we have a situation. What “quality time” is really about? Sheba’s chagrined expression makes it plain.
The angle from which Sheba is seen in both pictures tells it all.
The photographer was cajoling Sheba back into the dark, cold terrace. Sheba misconstrued the crouching position of her human. As a result, she pushed her chance of lounging under the dinner table. That would have been the highlight of her New Year day.
The human snapped the second one from high above. The human had had enough. She had already stood up to enforce the rule.
Could not Sheba’s humans have rescinded the rule just this once?
I mean, have you noticed that garden table in the gloomy recesses of the terrace? What prevented the humans from moving pot and tableware over there?
I have an inkling of Sheba’s deem view on the humans’ habit of rearing up:
1) Trust a human to be a tad too mulish in standing their ground.
2) Negotiate successfully while they elicit conviviality at my quadrupedal level.
3) Bipedalism is the bane of human evolution.
Happy New Year, Sheba. Next time your human is crouching amenably enough, pass it on.
Poor Sheba, we hope your Mom relents once in a while and lets you inside. We are inside pups so we really feel badly for you, but we understand that the humans do have their reasons for their rules. C’mon, Esther, maybe just once a week???:-)
Woos, Phantom and Thunder
A girlfriend had a rule that dogs didn’t belong in the kitchen while dinner was being prepared. Though it was a new concept to him, my ridgeback had no trouble figuring it out. But, when she was cooking, he’d lie in the doorway watching, with just the tips of his forepaws over the line into the room — We always figured that was his little protest.
Can’t blame her for trying.
You did it again. Gotcha crouching!
What is Sheba to make of your shifting stance?
Need quality time? Check out “Italian Greyhound”.
There’s more to the creature than the Italian in its name. Room might be available sometime soon at Ishtar Ark to host it back on African soil.
I am looking forward to the day I’ll be able to make it out breezing arrow-like through the Zinder bush.
Dear Esther
Resistance is FURtile!
Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra
PeeEssWoo: Good lukhk Sheba!
Oh, look how sad she is!
Our wolfhound, Brogan, is allowed on the tile only but he will “sneak” into the living room to get toys.
My two, Stella and Lena, are stunned to learn that some dogs may not come into the house. What they really want to know is, does this mean that some dogs do not get to sleep on the bed?
How can you say no to those mournful eyes lol!?
Yeah, I know that expression LOL!
For the most part, our dogs are inside with us when we are home. If we deviate from this rule, you wouldn’t believe the sorrowful wailing we hear. They whine and carry on. Mr. Fry and I joke that “the poor dears” are so abused. Outside in the freezing cold (beautiful sunny day), howling wind (dead calm), chained to a tree (they have almost an acre to run), no toys (you can’t walk around here for all the dog toys), no food, no water (they are all too chubby to be pathetic), and no one loves them (they are spoiled rotten).
Aww, Sheba looks so forlorn. But rules are rules, poor girl.
In fact, I’ve already been wondering about this very question the other day! I.e. “does Esther let her stay inside?”. I don’t think so even though Sheba may certainly be hugged any day and any time. Sweet doggy. I like.
(it always broke my heart when we had our dogs staying outside, especially during rainy season)
Reminds me of our “no kitchen” rule. Nikita used to lay on the edge of the floor and touch a paw across the boundary to see if we would react.
Tonka and I have the same discussion about certain places in the house he knows he’s not allowed. And he assumes the same posture. Just as close as he can possibly GET to the forbidden zone!
I know that a dog’s place is “outside” in many parts of the world, but one can hardly blame Sheba for her sense of exclusion to the inner world of the person she loves most in life, and that’s her Mom
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