Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Small Packages

Man, I need a dog. I cannot pass a creature of the canine persuasion without cooing and reducing myself to a complete gibbering idiot. On Monday night Morgan and I had dinner at the home of Morgan's friend Canice, and both Morgan and I were desotted by his little dog. A little bundle of personality with black button eyes and fur soft as silk. Oh sure, those of you with Small Dog Aversion are probably struggling to see the charm right now, but picture a cross between an ewok, a mogwai and a teddy bear and you are close to this little bundle. Chuck in a fiesty attitude towards the game of fetch and a healthy ability to play tug of war with a squeaky ball. All thankfully yap-free.

I generally gravitate towards bigger dogs, but having had a pack of smaller dogs (in a previous life as Dog Show Widow) I grew to appreciate the little fiesty guys too. All that personality in a pint-sized package. Anyone?

24 comments:

Michael said...

At some point we weren't talking about dogs anymore, but damned if I can figure out where it changed. Or was that just me? In either case, yes, bitte.

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Anonymous said...

Italian Greyhounds rule! I have one, and he is great!

The Other Andrew said...

Duane, I like Italian Greyhounds! So cute. Sometimes they're a bit shiver-y and nervous though. I feel like I want to give them a valium or something (not recommended, trust me I know) just to chill them out a bit.

Michael, it was the small and fiesty that tipped it over, right? Or the mention of ball skills, maybe?

Anonymous said...

well you may have seen the pics of my Maltese Terrier called Sunny. His personality seems to be in the breed - kinda cat like, very personable "talks with the eyes" thing and they play by themselves if they have to (throw their own toy and then chase it) funny : )

Anonymous said...

Was the breed you saw the other night like the one from the movie "As Good As It Gets"? Thats a Brussels Griffon - also known as a Griffon Belge, Griffon Bruxellois, Petit Bracancon,
and Belgian Griffon.

Can someone put up a pic?? they are soooo cute. They are ewok/ teddy bear. I had an ewok...

Michael Guy said...

I wanted a PUG for the longest time; fawn-colored to match the living room. But I digress. Then EVERYONE and his butt-fuck toothless cousin got a PUG. Now I want a French Bulldog..black. Me sooo likey!!! But the BF says 'no'. And, too--I see folks outside my windows in January shivering against the wind waiting for the drop off. Le sigh. I bet "Michael/PIPEDREAMS" would let me have a dog. What say you? Oh, and that other small detail: I can't deal with sick and dying pets. Been there; it takes me weeks to recover.

Bodhi said...

One Rabbit is more than enough for me to deal with, without thinking about a puppy ;-)

Though Twink's do make great pets ... some of them are even house trained I hear. "Look, I found him on the street and he followed me home. Can I keep him. Huh? HUH? Can I KEEP HIM?"

Bodhi said...

Mind you Q-60's, I wouldn't at all mind that Puppy (aka adorable young-20's twink) that I was mutually making goo-goo eyes with on the train back from Bondi Junction when you were down here. Talk about cuteness!

And so perfectly groomed and designer labelled he was as well. What a little Gucci Poochie, he could be my very own Eastern Suburbs Yuppie Puppy.

*Sigh*

Even his habit of nibbling away at the corner of his jacket was utterly adorable beyond words. I suppose it could lead to a gnawing problem (bad puppy ... someones gonna get spanked), but then again such an oral fixation could be a good thing, huh? ;-)

worldpeace and a speedboat said...

sigh... do you remember this on ForBattle! a while ago?

http://www.mrwinkle.com/index1.htm

I looooove Mr Winkle. he's sickly fascinating. he has a tongue which is too big for his mouth.


hold on, is this still about dogs or have we LTP'ed again? ;)

Anonymous said...

Mmhmm ; )Bodhi that puppy was so going to follow you home - poor little thing chewing on its own clothing. I'll bet you could have gotten this one to bring you your slippers...we dont know what condition he would bring them to you in though(all the dribble and chewing lol).

We had a pug when the kids were little. She had a false pregnancy and "laboured" all night long while i sat with her!!!! her stomach even grew and she had milk for goodness sake. And at one time she walked up to a snake and got bitten in one of those googly eyes - it went blue but eventually healed...oh she was expensive indeed...

Anonymous said...

I cant believe it - i just posted a respose that went into cyber-space so i have to do it again!!!

Mmhmm ; ) Bodhi that little puppy (did we start this terminology??) was so ready to come home with vous. So cute chewing on its own clothing right in front of vous with those chocolately puppy eyes. I reckon you could certainly train him to bring you your slippers... though with all the dribbling and chewing who knows what condition he would bring them to you in... This was probably by far the "quietest" long weekend of Bodes life - he exercised great restraint ; ) mostly lol

Now back to the pugs - michael guy you'll be glad to know that the toothless cousin could very well have gone broke over the ordeal. We had one when the kids were little. Amongst other things she had a false pregnancy (lengthy story that) and once she walked up to a snake and stared at it with those googly eyes and was bitten ON the eye!!! (it went blue and eventually healed) and also the knee surgery.... she was expensive indeed.

I wait for you TOA pic of Brussels Griffon puhlease... : )

Anonymous said...

Arghh!!!!!!!!!! typical bloody computers can someone edit out one of the posts???? lol i give up..........

Bodhi said...

Q'60's. Yeah, we started it. Now you have me referring to all those adorable Twinkie boys as Puppies. And you got Ashley doin it as well.

Speaking of which, have you checked out the latest intruder 'Dazza' (Darren) on Big Brother? Oh my Brad ... he's 19 ... f**king gorgeous ... completely Puptastic. Forget your damn Brussel Griffon photo's TOA, I say bring on a photo of Dazza here at the blog!

Bodhi said...

[and yes TOA, I still remain completely besotted over my boy Ashley in the house. Actually, at this point probably more like obsessed. And no, that is not a bad thing. M'kay. *Sigh*]

Bodhi said...

[He's just ...... soooo ..... Rabbity]

Anonymous said...

Cant we have puppies AND intruders??!!

Michael said...

Michael/Pipedreams would most certainly encourage Michael/Guy to bring home a puppers. He might lobby hard for a Wheaten terrier (pup in the pic linked above), but who could turn down a pug, really? He'd be a good boy...he'd give hugs and kisses...he'd go potty outside....

Michael Guy said...

MICHAEL: re: "hugs and kisses"...you were still referencing the pug dog, yes?

oh, 'Hi, Andrew'...

:: equate this post to two dinner guests that come over and make-out on your sofa ::

The Other Andrew said...

This conversation makes me want to do puppers baby talk like Will on Will & Grace - "He's so cutes!" But then again, that would make me hate myself.

Bodhi said...

Oooo. Oooooo Q-60's

Intruders holding puppies!!??

Anonymous said...

or puppies being "intruded" upon ; )

Michael said...

Oh, make no mistake, A, that's exactly the voice I use when I get all "He's a good boy! He gives hugs and kisses! He goes potty outside!" on your ass.

Mikey (TLE) said...

I have a hard time without a dog as well. Fortunately, Steve (my gay best mate, who is actually straight. Work it out...) wants a dog and has suggested that as I now live about 2 minutes from him, that we "share custody". He wants a Papillon. I am pushing for a beagle, or a schnauzer, or a French Bulldog, or a Boston Terrier... You get the picture.

Anonymous said...

hi TOA! I haven't read your blog in yonks because on my old computer I couldn't comment and it was frustrating so I avoided your blog.
At any rate OOOH PLEASE GET A PUPPY(and then go book shopping at pulp books on a Sunday after you walk puppers, and I will try to cooerce the puppy inside). Also small dog=small poop. And you know good things come in small packages.