He Has Returned

How is it that I’m busier now since my practically husband has returned from his long work trip? I expected it to be the other way around. Fortunately, he is walking the wild beast this morning so I finally have the opportunity to type out a sad excuse for a post. It is not the post I planned to write, but it will have to do for the time-being. The one I have in the works will be out soon, I promise.

Meanwhile, here is a cute photo I took of the man and the dog yesterday. If only I’d had it sooner I could have entered it in Pei in the Life’s look-alike contest.

Shiva has been nuttier than her usual wackiness due to all the excitement as well. She spent the whole time in agility class singing an ode in his honour. When he walked away at one point to do some score-keeping for the instructor during Gamblers practice, Shiva barely took her eyes off him the whole time, terrified he would disappear.

It’s nice to be appreciated, isn’t it?

19 thoughts on “He Has Returned

  1. That was how my Baby was. (The sweetest rascal that ever graced this planet.) She loved me to pieces until a man was around. Any man. One of my friends called her a hussy when I wanted to leave, and couldn’t get Baby away from her husband. At least you have a wonderful distraction in your husband when you need to work Shiva on distraction training. Adorable photo!


  2. It sounds like Shiva hurt your feelings a little bit when she couldn’t take her eyes of the Dog Dad at agility.

    I have a little of that with Honey. When a friend or stranger comes over she goes all “helicopter heinie” and can’t contain her wiggling body. When I come home, she yawns and stretches and calmly walks over. I try not to take it too personally.

    My husband tells me I should feel glad that Honey’s so content with us that she doesn’t need to go all crazy when we come home–she says to herself, “Of course they’ll always come back to me.”


  3. I once fostered a dog who had adopted an elementary school and the children her. The principal was afraid she would be hit on the highway where the school was situated. She was a lovely dog who did not like the leash but I had her well leash trained when her family came along. That day, I handed Sunshine’s leash to her young girl. Sunshine never looked back at me – she had found HER child. So good for Shiva to be loved by two :).


  4. hihi miss shiva and miss mama!!

    it’s way super nice to meet ya’ll! thankies so much for readin’ me and asa and mama’s interview on coffee with a canine and comin’ by to visit my bloggie! 🙂
    i looove the picture of miss shiva and her daddy in their matchin’ outfits!! that would have been such a cutesies entry in bolo’s contest. maybe he’ll have the contest again next year!

    the booker man


  5. Yay! I’m glad he’s back! I miss my dad when he’s away, too. That’s why I always throw my very own pawsonal tail-wagging, body-wiggling pawty when he comes home.

    Wiggles & Wags,


  6. When Sean was working in California, he would come home every month or so. Jersey would FLIP OUT and not leave his side for most of the weekend. Dogs really do make us feel like we are their Gods 🙂


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