Tag: dogs

Three dogs walk into bar….

Yeah, no. That’s not what we’re doing right now…

The infamous “they” say that a dog is a reflection of its owner. I agree wholeheartedly. But it seems that, at this point, I need three dogs to make an adequate reflection.

Sandy is the first. She is the oldest of the three. She has anxiety, she loves to clean booboos, and she is loud as all hell when she thinks someone is threatening those that she loves. She loves to play, but only when she’s in the mood. The only things that she wants is to make her family happy and make sure they are safe. Some of her nicknames include “mama”, “mama-pants” and “nurse Sandy”.

The boys are brothers. Two parts of the same birth.

First, there is Frik. He is handsome, kind…. and completely oblivious. Not the brightest bulb in the box. Think of the hot jock in high school. He just wants to do the things he enjoys and will simply walk away if he can’t. But he is also patient. If he has to wait for his turn for love or ear scratches or belly rubs or whatever, he will do so quietly, to the side. However, when he really needs or wants something, you will know. That dog has a bark that can wake the dead.

Finally, there is Frak. He is intelligent, but also emotional. He has figured out how to open certain doors, but not how to deal with the fact that someone yelled at him. If he is upset, he will remove himself to go pout. He is also extremely empathetic. He sees himself as a tough guy, and usually can’t be bothered with anyone who isn’t his person, but if you’re upset, he is there to comfort you in his own slightly awkward way. And, he is the one who taught the other two how to howl in order to help the passing fire truck or police car. lol

Each of these dogs reflects a portion of my own personality. I see that, and I adore that about them, but also love each of them for who they are without that reflection.