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Lately, around the house, this is what you hear from all of us, including Sarah:
After we put Emma, our other dog, to sleep a month ago, we all made it our number one priority to inundate Jack with love and attention, not really knowing how he would react once his best friend was gone.
In the beginning, our not quite 2 year old, 80 lb. German Shepherd, seemed a bit lost. And pathetic.
We thought he might be a little depressed even.
Yes, I loved him more and yes, I played with him more.
I did succeed at teaching him to speak.
I have failed miserably at teaching him to eat any crumb or piece of food that has fallen on the floor.
Not for lack of trying.
While I was sick, I had a lot more time to just sit back and study him and this is what I have determined.
When Emma was here…
- Emma loved to play and eat bones…so Jack played and ate bones.
- Emma loved and lived to be petted and give great, big wet kisses to us all…so Jack loved to be petted and give great big wet kisses.
- Emma was the premier watchdog and would bark at any person that laid a foot on our property…so Jack was a premier watchdog and would bark at any person that laid a foot on our property.
Emma was the Alpha Dog – The Leader of Jack
Now after watching and observing, I have made a conclusion about Jack’s patheticness:
He isn’t being pathetic at all… he is following a new leader of the pack:
Our cat, Sam.
Yes, it is true; Jack has taken on Cat Characteristics.
- Sam gives teeny, tiny kisses…now Jack gives teeny tiny kisses barely sticking his tongue out.
- Sam walks by me and rubs his body against my leg…now Jack walks by me and rubs his body against my leg.
Keep in mind that he is an 80 pound, not so graceful dog. The rubbing is more like slamming and it knocks me over, all because he thinks he is a cat.
- Sam sleeps ALL morning long in a ray of sunshine…now Jack sleeps all morning long in a ray of sunshine.
- Sam sleeps ALL afternoon long on the chair next to my computer…now Jack sleeps ALL afternoon long under the chair next to my computer.
- Sam, an indoor cat, cowers by an open door not wanting to go outside, scared of bugs and wind…Jack cowers by an open door not wanting to go outside, scared of bugs and wind.
The only word that seems to spark some memory that he is, in fact, a dog is the word…
Then he springs back to life.
At mealtime Jack eats his food until Sam walks up to him…then Jacks backs away from his dish and lies down while Sam attempts to eat the dog food.
The next logical step would be Jack learning to purr.
I suppose it could be worse.
Jack could be high strung, run around all day, drink coffee 12 hours straight and start a blog.
Maybe I should start taking some cues from our cat too? It seems like a pretty good life.