My Dog, Pudge

Have you ever been loved by a dog?  Not dog as in, “You need to leave that lyin’, cheatin’ dog,” or, “She’s a real dog, but has a great personality!”  I mean an honest-to-goodness-four-legged-tail-wagging-bad-breath-in-your-face dog because, regardless of pedigree (yours – not the dog’s), nobody will ever love you like a dog.  A dog’s love is unconditional and the only thing he expects from you is a lasting place in your heart.  Did I mention that I’m loved by the best dog in the entire universe?  That’s right.  My dog, Pudge, is THE BEST DOG IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE.  Please do not attempt to argue that your dog’s better.  He’s not.

Pudge loves me more than anyone loves me.  She loves me more than my husband loves me.  She loves me more than my kids love me.  When I get home after a two-week vacation or a five-minute errand, Pudge is so thrilled to greet me she cannot contain her excitement.  She jumps and wiggles and wags her tail until she is completely exhausted, or I scratch her belly.  Both of which cause her to flop limply onto her back.  My husband and kids NEVER do that.

In spite of her shameless displays of affection, Pudge is dignified.  When she first joined our family, we banned her from the furniture.  Ignoring the ban, as would any self-respecting dog, Pudge defiantly snuck onto the nearest bed, chair, or sofa as soon as no one was looking.  I always seemed to be the one to discover her insubordination and, in an effort to establish my pack dominance, took to throwing tantrums.  Unfortunately, no amount of clapping, stomping, shouting or frantic motioning for her to GET OFF seemed to work.  Simply put, Pudge would not budge.  Not only would she remain inexorably planted wherever she was, reeking of entitlement, but she’d also sit ever so slightly taller with a prim look on her face and cast haughty, subtle, sideways glances my way as if to say, “I will not DIGNIFY your antics with a reaction.”  This type of thing went on between us for a decade, until being the quick learner that I am, I decided it wasn’t worth the fight and lifted the ban.  Pudge is, after all, dignified.

Pudge

Pudge a.k.a The Best Dog in the Entire Universe

Pudge is 40 pounds of creamy, white Wheaton Terrier.  Every so often –translation:  every three weeks like clockwork — she gets “the works” from the dog groomer.  It’s not exactly a spa day, but clipped toenails, a bath and a haircut keeps her looking (and smelling) presentable.  On grooming day without fail and always within earshot, my husband declares, “Pudge, I see you had your $100 haircut today.”  Grooming costs aren’t that ridiculous, however maintaining Pudge isn’t cheap either.  She has issues.  She has food intolerances and eats prescription dog food (cha-ching).  She requires medicated shampoo to control chronic skin rashes (cha-ching).  She takes antihistamines to control allergies (cha-ching).  She takes Soloxine to regulate hypothyroidism (cha-ching).  And as if that’s not enough, she still needs annual check-ups and shots like a normal dog (cha-ching-cha-ching-cha-ching).  My husband was determined not to like Pudge when we first adopted her, but eventually she won his heart.  Still, he calls her “Money-Pit.”  I call her THE BEST DOG IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE.

Once, when Pudge was just a puppy, my youngest son asked, “Mommy, when Pudge looks in the mirror, do you think she’s surprised to see a dog instead of a person?”  Yes, indeed.  I’m convinced Pudge believes she is a person.  In fact, there are even times when I fleetingly believe, “Pudge, you are a person trapped in a dog’s body,”  but then, I know this is impossible.  You see, Pudge loves me more than anyone will ever love me and the only thing she expects from me is a lasting place in my heart.  She’s earned it.  She’s THE BEST DOG IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE.  She’s my dog…Pudge.

13 thoughts on “My Dog, Pudge

  1. He may be the best the best boy dog in “what is your neck of the woods” called, but in Sandy Springs fairest Rosabelle rules the land and is considered by all to be the most wonderful, very best dog beast ever.
    PS Have you read “The Art of Racing in the Rain”? it’s truly a must read for dog lovers. Hope your enjoying your summer!
    Take care, Patricia

  2. Sorry, I missed your initial request. Yes, I think your writing’s very good and always enjoy reading it even if I occasionally disagree with it. Good luck. Patricia

    • Thanks! I’m not giving in…no , siree..that’s what makes us dog lovers special, we all think our “best friends” are the best in the entire universe!

      Yes, I read The Art of Racing in the Rain las year and loved it. Summer is going well. Jared is playing lots of baseball so I am spending lots of time in the bleachers, coating myself with bug spray and sun screen ! Hope you are well. Thanks for reading.

  3. I would agree Ant, you do have the best dog in the entire universe!! Love the “cha-ching” s and the “reeking of entitlement” that is so true! You ARE a great writing and you definitely have a future in it! See you soon at the bb field! LY PS. you wanna bring Pudge to one of our games? Harleigh would LOVE to see her 🙂 and play with her! Or is she 2 dignified? lol

  4. Soo cute Ant!!!! You have a way with words. But someday you must meet my Choc Lab Bailey. Best Dog in Bishops Green!!!!!

  5. You forgot she like to look in the mirror and thinks its another dog and plays and wags her tail at the image in the mirror. But I have to agree with you she is the best dog in the world, that is beside Gretchen, remember her when she would go to Yale with you.

      • Kate,
        Thanks for your comment. You are correct. Many of Pudge’s allergies are food intolerances, discovered by pains-taking elimination diet over a decade ago. That’s why she is on prescription dog food. Her allergy meds are to help manage her environmental allergies – yes we consulted a veterinary allergist too!

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