Hello. My name is Lulu. I am a dog. Welcome to my world.
I live in a house. With a yard. With two humans. They are mommy human and daddy human. They are my family. They love me.
Even dogs with families who love them have bad days. This story is meant to remind you it is always possible to find something to make you happy. Even on the bad days.
Recently I had a bad day when mommy human took me to The Vet. The car ride to The Vet always makes me anxious. I do not like The Vet. This time they shaved a little patch of fur off one of my legs so they could stick a needle under my skin. Before I knew it I fell asleep and when I woke up my mouth hurt so bad I thought I would never want to eat again. This is a very big deal because as far as I can remember I have never not wanted to eat. The next time one of my humans takes me to The Vet, I will not to get out of the car. I will fight as hard as I can to stay put, but if they somehow get me out, I will not fall asleep. Bad things happen when you fall asleep at The Vet.
I’m not sure what I did wrong, but when we got home from The Vet mommy human announced there would be no chew toys, no crunch beans and no morning chew bones for ten days. I do not know how long ten days is, but it feels like forever. Especially since my mouth doesn’t even hurt anymore. The bad days kept coming.
Then I rolled in poop and mommy human asked (in her loud voice that scares me), “WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!”
If I could talk I would yell back, “I DON’T KNOW,” but instead I just wagged my tail. I felt a teensy bit guilty because even though mommy human was upset with me, in the middle of a very bad day, I found something to make me happy.
I do not know why I roll in poop or dead worms or road kill. I just do. And after I’m done, I’m always happy. It’s like sniffing butts and eating mulch and chasing squirrels. I know I should’t, but I can’t help myself. I am a dog.
After I rolled in poop, a little bit got stuck in my fur so mommy human removed my collar and dragged me into the big glass rain box so she could clean me. I do not like the big glass rain box. Even though I knew I would not win this battle, I did not cooperate. At least there were no sky booms. I do not like sky booms one bit.
Next mommy human wiped the rain droplets off my fur with a big towel. When she was done, I did what I always do after I’ve been in the big glass rain box. I ran around the house as fast as I could. I do not know why I do this and I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t help myself. It makes me happy. Come to think of it, most all the stuff I do not know why I do makes me happy.
The next time I roll in poop (I promise there will be a next time) and mommy human asks (in her loud voice that scares me), “WHY DID YOU DO THAT?” I will wag my tail a little harder so she will know my answer is because it makes me happy. This is a very important story and meant to remind you that you can always find something to make you happy, even on the bad days.
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