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Thursday, October 20, 2005

I have a dog?!?

Barb and Carl were out of town this week which left me here to hold down the fort. Eli was the man of the house and Morgan had the important task of being the guard of the house.

Morgan is our dog. Well, he is Barb and Carl's dog, and now, my dog by association.

I have never been a 'dog' person or really even an animal person for that matter. I was chased by big scary dogs many times as I would walk to my bus stop for school. I don't know what it is about me that invites a dog to chase me. I heard that dogs can smell fear, so maybe they are trying to chase the fear they smell in me.

Morgan is a big Golden Retriever. He is a very gentle sweet dog. He would hardly hurt a fly. When a stranger comes to the house at night he runs under the bed. He does not even seem to realize he is a dog but instead expects to be treated as a human. When he sees other dogs he does not bark- I think because he does not see the need to bark since in his mind he is not like the furry creature talking to him.

When AJ and I first began our relationship and we'd come visit his parents they knew how uncomfortable I was around dogs so they'd put Morgan up in the bedroom. I was afraid of Morgan- a harmless creature. As I was taking care of Morgan this week I realized I have come such a long way in my doggy affections.

Morgan and I's relationship, which was more of a toleration, is beginning to grow into a mutual admiration. We had a good time together this week. We went on fun walks which always started out as Morgan taking me on a run and ended with me taking him on a walk.

Eli loved having Morgan along with us on our walks. Morgan's leash is short so when he was walking with Eli and me he was just close enough to the stroller that his tail brushed up against Eli's toes. This made Eli giggle and giggle. Eli had so much fun watching Morgan explore the great outdoors.

I felt a bit like supermom walking a dog and pushing a baby in a stroller. It was fun to wave at people as they passed by who admired my prized possessions.

So, yes, Morgan is perhaps the coolest dog in the whole world. I am not ready to have his picture made into a license plate with his name airbrushed on the front. But he can snuggle up on the couch next to me and watch TV and it is just fine with me.
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