As I sit in my new office of my new house on my new 27″ iMac (thank you Dane for all of these things!), Carrie sits not 5 feet away in her (read: Dane’s) white armchair, wheezing. She only wheezes when she’s happy and relaxed- which is most of the time. She is the best one.
She follows me from room to room, and comes running as soon as she hears any sort of movement from the kitchen. She makes herself as flat and motionless as possible when I walk into the bedroom, moving only her eyes from her camouflaged position amongst the black blankets on the bed. “I see you, Carrie,” I say to her, and she can’t help but wag her tail softly, totally giving herself away, the speed increasing as I get closer. I pull my hands inside my sleeves and before I can sit down, she pounces on me, attacking the clothed nubs that were once hands made for patting and giving treats. She will only bite and play if you have something covering your skin. I often wonder where she learned these things- how to play-fight, knowing exactly when to stop, how to sit pretty and how to sing to me in the morning, how she got so saucy if I didn’t put her leash on fast enough, how she balances on sidewalk curbs when we go for walks in the morning. Then I realize that she learned it all from me. She is saucy and neurotic and demands to be fed on time. She prefers walking to running and doesn’t really see the need to get all panty and out of breath. She loves having visitors come to the house. She likes rolling around in the grass. She loves cookies and shrimp and Dane.
Carrie barks at me when I tell her to sit, and I raise my eyebrows and laugh- wondering when she became so outspoken. Mary rolls her eyes and asks me when I became so outspoken. I miss the hint- her telling me that my dog and I are exactly alike. I wipe the dirt off my own bum, then off of Carrie’s back and tell her that it’s time to go home. We hop in the car and as we turn up the hill to our house I turn the music down for a second- I hear her wheezing in the back seat I can’t help but smile to myself knowing that I have the best one.