Sunday, November 14, 2010
Ghandi Griffon
My brother's girlfriend bought a puppy- a mini pin named Rondo. Basically if I had to describe Rondo I would say "Tasmanian Devil". My brother brought Rondo home after a trip to see his GF and we had the pleasure of taking care of this 9 week old puppy for 2 1/2 weeks. Well Rondo took a liking to Oscar...and when I say took a liking this means a liking to biting, pulling, scratching, and snipping at Oscar's face 24 hours a day. Rondo literally would not stop pestering Oscar. Oscar would try to go to the bathroom and Rondo would be biting at his ankles while he was pooping...it was horrible. The first week I was just following them around yelling at Rondo and trying to protect Oscar. It started to be a joke in the household because Sam and my brother kept saying "Oscar will not defend himself...if Oscar was faced with death he would just curl over and kill himself" Everyone would sit there and laugh because Oscar would literally just stand there and look at you while Rondo hung by Oscar's bottom lip. We were all waiting for Oscar to finally get sick of it and bite Rondo back...we kept saying "Oscar, come on and get him back!!" he never would... he knew if he wanted to get away he could jump up on the couch but he could rarely get away unless I smacked Rondo's butt. I felt so bad for Oscar...he would just sit there and get tortured by this little annoying dog. I think he did secretly like it though because in the mornings Oscar would wait patiently by John Paul's door waiting for Rondo to wake up. Basically Oscar found himself in an abusive relationship...you want to leave but you just can't. So Amira came over last night and she got to see the abuse face to face and she said "Oh my gosh, Oscar is a Saint....Oscar is a dog Ghandi". It really cracked all of us up but it was true. No matter how bad Oscar was treated he never bit back. He will be the perfect dog when I do finally have a family and that just makes me love him sooooo much. Rondo left yesterday and although Oscar might miss him a little bit, I think he is finally at Peace:)
Being Butted
Oscar has a funny way of telling you he likes you. When he decides he likes someone he puts his butt on any part of their body he can get to. This has become a joke in my house and my brother says "uh oh--you are about to be butted". It is just so funny--he usually puts his butt on my boobs for whatever reason. The silly thing is it's not like he is just sitting on you....every part of his body is making sure it isn't touching you--only his butt. So it has become obvious that if I am dating someone then they need to be butted..or they aren't approved by Oscar and ultimately I have to stop talking to them. This whole situation is probably a double-edged sword because when a guy comes over I am waiting to see if he gets butted and when he does I am so happy inside..but the guy is thinking "why is this girl's dog putting his ass on my white shirt and she is smiling over there...this is disgusting!" hahah so in the end there is a fair chance I will be booted for being butted but I am telling you...Oscar's ass is my guiding light:)
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