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Monday, November 9, 2009

When a Boy Plays With His Dog



After an initial enthusiasm, Little Boy seemed to lose interest in his dog. Initially, it was because he didn't like being nipped. And then after, it was because he just didn't think it was fun to sit there with the dog on his lap, cuddling sedately away.

One weekend saw their relationship move to a whole new level because Little Boy found out that he could play boys' stuff with Milo. One pair of old pants (see picture above) and 2 young males ran around the outside rooftop terrace for about an hour barking and giggling... growling and squealing. I thought nothing of it and left them alone.

When Little Boy came in for lunch and gave a blow by blow account of their testosterone filled games, I blanched and The Daughter protested loudly. Their games included tying Milo's front legs together with the pant legs so that when Milo would tumble over when he tried to chase the ball... dangling the pant legs out of reach so that Milo would jump high and snap his jaws but not get his prize... rolling around on the floor with Milo pulling ears, wrapping his head up in the pant bottom and tying the legs around his neck and then pinning him down... ummmm... you get the point?

Milo must be a glutton for punishment because he now adores the pair of blue pants used to torture him. If any of us pick up that pair of old pants, he is on alert, tail wagging and body poised to spring.

Oh well... when the weather gets hot, here is a Little Boy's foot, his dog and a pile of ice cubes.


And here are two tired children chilling out napping and reading companionably... Now, contrast Little Boy's relationship with Milo, to The Daughter's entirely different one below.

8 comments:

Fresh Fry aka 福星 said...

gosh, Milo's size doesn't fit the word "puppy" anymore! hahahahahaha.....

Serendipity said...

It's good to know Milo is going to grow up fine in a perfectly healthy and balanced environment hehehe.

Blur Ting said...

Little boy has found his own way of communicating with the dog. :-) That's what my younger one does with Rusty too. They chase each other around the small house. SK ties Rusty's legs together, makes him wear cap and shoes etc and SK's already 15!

petunialee said...

Fry - You are RIGHT! He isn't recognisably a puppy! But he has the mentality of one.

petunialee said...

Serendipity - When Little Boy talked to us about it, it didn't seem healthy. But I guess boys will be boys! Truly, the males of any species are odd.

petunialee said...

Ting - Oh gosh! SK at 15 does that! That is rib tickling FUNNY!

Chee Hoew said...

I used to wrestle our Doberman when I was younger too. Dogs love it.

petunialee said...

Chee Hoew - Wrestle a Doberman? Gulp!