I think the quirks that our dogs have is what we always seem to love about them. There are some things that they always do that endear them to us. I still remember how our first Greyhound, Treat, did this dance of joy when I got home from work. It was like her body couldn’t contain her happiness. She’d dance around hopping up and down off the couch, her tail going wild, then she run over and press her body as close to mine as she possibly could. After she was gone, coming home was incredibly hard, even with three other Greyhounds waiting here to greet me. Nobody did the dance of joy, that was only Treat. After we adopted Bunny, from the very beginning, she did her own little dance when I got home. Hers is a little tap dance in the kitchen, her feet tap tapping as she waits to get my attention. There has never been a time when she didn’t do her little dance and I remember it being one of the things that really helped me move on from the loss of Treat.
There are other quirks that develop later and can be endearing or a bit irritating, I suppose. I’ve been lucky in that most of the ones our dogs have develop have been rather cute. We have a new routine here that has made both Mr. Taleteller and I both laugh in the mornings.
Earlier this year, Bunny started a new habit. She used to go back to bed in the morning after breakfast and that was pretty much where she stayed. Early this year, though, she started coming to the kitchen when Mr. Taleteller starts putting my lunch in my lunch bag for me. She’s the self appointed supervisor of my lunches. I guess she figured that my husband can’t get it right if she’s not there to make sure he doesn’t mess it up.
She’s taken it up a notch, however, in the past few weeks. When my husband takes it out and puts it in the car for me, she has to walk out with him. She’s needed more bathroom breaks lately now that she’s a lady of a certain age, but this appears to be something different. When they go out with my bag, she does not take the time to go potty again, even though he gives her the time and opportunity to if she wants.
I’m not sure how or why this started. My husband is baffled by it as well. Bunny knows our morning routine and she knows she’s not going with me. I don’t think it’s about that. I suspect that if she could, she’d slip a little note in my bag every day, but the lack of thumbs keeps her from writing. There is something very sweet about it to me, though. It could very well be that she wants to see me off so she can be sure she’ll have the fan on her belly just the way she wants it all day, but I tend to think it’s her own little send off.
As I thought about it, I remembered a lot of little quirky habits of past dogs through the years. Every one of the memories made me smile, even though those dogs are no longer with us. It’s those little things about them that I remember the most clearly now, though. Sometimes I think it’s their intentional way of leaving paw prints on our hearts while we’re still here to appreciate them.