Something has come up for me, being a boarder of dogs. A sadness in seeing the dogs go back home. An attachment grows and I regret when they leave.
When I had a dog walking business in NYC and used to pet sit, it didn’t bother me as much to leave my dogs because the next day I would be back, taking them for their walks. Now that I’m out of the city, upstate and not walking dogs daily, I only see my dogs the next time my clients go out of town. It’s a different relationship now. Maybe this sadness is a luxury to feel, someone might roll their eyes even, but it’s real for me.
Just now, not but two minutes ago I said goodbye to Otis. He’s like furry sunshine and although our house is happy it’s not quite as bright when he leaves.
The more I think about this, I begin to believe it is a luxury to feel this particular kind of melancholy. How many people get to have these temporary relationships, with dogs or anyone else for that matter? Brief times of cuddling and caring for someone, then the goodbye and eventually a hello again? This experience is an example of that which “hurts so good”.
Buster is here, my dog nephew, the puppy, occasional floor pee-on’r, silly boy.
When I’m boarding Buster he’s happy because he has his own cat here, her name is Hope. Hope the black cat, Hope the patient, Hope the brave.
Buster bounces at Hope. He will stand in one spot in front of Hope and bounce, expressing his joy in knowing her. Boing boing, “you are the best cat” Boing boing, “I’m thinking about placing my two front paws on your head, I’m so excited”, Boing boing, “Wait don’t go, that was only one.” Boing boing.
Buster has a brown lip. Just the bottom. It’s amazing, this lip. And huge ears crown his puppy head, I’m excited to think he may not grow into them. They may always be big. Like bat ears. Big bat ears and a brown lip.
Sometimes I bring Buster to the place where I work PT. He experiences puppy boredom, which usually occurs when those around him are doing things other than staring at him, holding him, walking him, kissing him or playing with him. This kind of puppy boredom looks something like this:
I use this phrase to describe my favorite kind of dog, the female with a sensible ability to correct other dogs. Females in general dictate behavior in a group of dogs, but not all have the knack for sensible bossiness but when they do, they’re gold.
I have been lucky to have several momma dogs that I regularly board. They help me manage the others. Often some dogs have not had the luxury of living out their puppydom with their dog moms and have missed out on important canine obedience training. These momma dogs always oblige in managing inappropriate behavior.
What momma dogs manage is what’s appropriate in dog standards, which is often different from what humans pay attention to or is behavior humans interpret differently than dogs. But I guarantee, if you have a steady and balanced momma dog and you let her teach and manage other dogs, you’ll find those dogs behaving better by human standards as well.
These special girls are my helpers. I love me some Momma Dog.