This morning at 4 a.m. our big boy came over to my side of the bed and with his softest, woof, told me it was time to go outside. Imagine waking up to this huge black nose stuck right in your face and this soft uff, uff waking you out of a sound sleep. Wakes me with a start, but also a big smile at how gentle this mammoth dog can be. So, I climb out of bed and stumble to the door, helped along with this huge nose pushing at my butt, and frying pan size feet catching the bottoms of my pajamas. It literally is a stumble towards the door.
I love this pup. He is so tall now that I don;t even have to bend over to pat his back. His head is up over my waist, and those feet! Wow. If he ever grows into them, I will have a VW beetle sleeping at the foot of our bed. He will be 8 months old in a few days and is just now developing his muscles well enough to really run and jump around as he plays. What a happy dog he is, but his courage is definitely more like the lion of the Wizard of Oz than the actual beast. Very brave if he is standing right next to me, but not so much if he is out in the yard and he hears that big noise in the woods. haha
We went to Minnesota last weekend and spent a few days at my folks farm. He is not too sure about those dangerous miniature sheep when they roar "baaaaa." They can definitely cause the heart to pound with fright when they sneek up on you when you're near their fence. Even those lambs when they pounce at you can cause a flight response. He is very brave from up on the deck though and able to woof at them from a greater distance. hahahaha
My Yorkie and I cannot ask for a better companion though. OK, the Yorkie could do without him, but I can't imagine what life was like for us when Sailor wasn't here.
Have a Newfoundly kind of day.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
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