My Dogs, Patrón and Brutis

I think this little girl is the funniest animal I’ve ever known. She lumbers along like a lazy little lion. She makes me laugh. She talks!

Patrón, My Dog

Patrón, One of My Dogs

Patrón is part of the reason I don’t sleep very well. In the middle of the night she will sit, just out of sight, at the end of my bed, and talk to me until I get up and let her out. She sort of shifts her front feet; first stepping on one and then the other, and utters these throaty noises. If I seem to be paying no attention, they get a little more insistent. I can’t take much of that before I head up and to the door to let the cold air in while she takes a long, luxurious stretch before she exits.

Patrón and Brutis

Patrón & Brutis

Brutis, the graying fellow on the right, is my lovely, bright boy. He knows when to go to his “house” based only on the sound of a specific a ringtone. He used to head for his house when he sensed I was going to golf. I was never sure how he knew since all the equipment was in the garage. The reason for the house is Brutis used to chew things, so I HAD to get a kennel for him so he could keep himself out of trouble. They don’t want to get into trouble, but I think they can’t help themselves. Anyway, Brutis is the only one of the two that minds at all. I hate to see it—he’s getting so grey. He’s been my friend for a long time. He’s a good boy.

Like children though, when the phone rings, they’re right under my nose wagging and wiggling and waiting impatiently and noisily for me to open the door.

One of these days I’ll get a picture of it, but I have watched Patrón saunter over to where Brutis is resting easily—and she stops, backs up, and SITS ON HIS HEAD. Just sits. You can see how she might be prone to doing things like that, can’t you?! And you can see how she might enjoy the process?

Last summer I took a iPhone vid of Patrón in “tuck-and-run” mode. She gets a burst of energy and runs maniacally around the house and I get to laughing so hard I can’t breathe. Usually though, I can’t get a camera on her before the burst of energy is gone and she’s a relatively normal doggee again. Here is a link to that video:

Happy Monday!

About Photo Granny

Walker, bowler, golfer, talker, wine taster, amateur photographer, Mac user, bookkeeper, tech junkie.

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