E.Shrew Guest Post: "Pavlov's Dog"
So I have been cohabitating with Brett now for 101 days (who’s counting) and have come to realize Brett is Pavlov’s dog. Brett loves his dachshunds. He dances, sings and sleeps with them as we all know from the most recent tragic pee incident. But sometimes they are a bit much as they constantly demand attention. Just this morning, Brett was bitching and moaning how he longed for an uppity dog like Jack E. Shrew. (the Schnauzer pictured below)
You see... Jack is very well trained. I walk in the door and he kisses me passionately. He patiently waits for me to get settled. Then I decide to let him chase the chickens, toss a ball and give him a treat.
But what I noticed is Boudreaux and Pierre have Brett very trained. They start dancing up and down, running in circles and howling. Brett immediately cocks his head whimpers, “I love my babies” and administers a doggie treat. The dogs wink at each other.
Boudreaux runs to his designated spot on the bath mat and Pierre waddles to his doggie bed to stash yet another treat. In fact, it has become such a problem that our iRobot Roomba room vacuum cleaner continues to get lodged on the discarded doggie treats.
On the surface this is no big deal. We all love our dogs. What worries me is that we have 9 Chickens and a Rooster. I can tell you it is a fact that when Brett’s SUV pulls up in the driveway, Rocky the rooster starts his special dance. Brett cocks his head, whispers something I can not quite make out and heads to the chicken coop………


6 Comments:
Yes, I think we all know who's been conditioned here.
E shrew needs to do more posting.
The Dog Whisperer would be all over Brett's ass for allowing those dogs onto his bed every night -- especially when another human's feelings about the matter are discounted. They have no sense of structured disciplinarian roles.
I'm sorry to say, Shrew, but you're involved in a co-dependent, polyamorous relationship with a couple weiner dogs and a dude.
I would put my foot down now, before he invites a few chickens, a rooster and a horse into your bed as well. It's a complete health hazard in every way.
Shh...don't tell Brett, but I think that our little Mason is just like Jack E..... and I think that Brett is just plain old jealous of such good doggies like ours and yours! Again....not a word to BC about this.
I have to say...you knew what you were getting into.
Our dogs stay downstairs, they only sleep with us:
1) 4th of july they don't like loud booms
2) when one of us is traveling and them the boy takes over that side of the bed while the girl sleeps on the stairs waiting for Daddy1 or Daddy2 to come home
3) first thing in the morning on a weekend when we want to sleep in
4) when we travel
They have their own beds otherwise.
Aww! They're so adorable!
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