Hide And Seek Has Gone To The Dogs

A smidge of background info on my dog- Annakin has one of the greatest attributes a person would want in a dog. Besides all the loyalty stuff and following me everywhere I go and being attuned to my emotions and overall well being, he also very rarely barks.
If the mail man or UPS man rings the bell and drops off a package, he goes to the door and gives one bark. I believe it's to basically tell me that the mails here.
If a stranger actually comes to the door for various reasons, like to sell me girl scout cookies or lawn care, he never barks. He might sniff the person annoyingly out of curiosity but he never barks.

Now he will bark if he is trying to communicate to me. Take for instance a few weeks ago, I jumped into the shower while Bossy Boy was watching a DVD. He's 4 and pretty capable of working the DVD player better than I am. While I was in the shower, I heard the dog barking right at the door. I peeked my head out and called to Bossy Boy. Sure enough he was crying as the dog accidentally jumped up at him and knocked him down. He wasn't hurt by any means. I will tell you that I've never been more reassured that I can take a shower, knowing that the dog will let me know if something is wrong.

Yesterday Game Boy and Bossy Boy were playing hide and seek inside the house. There's a lot more options to hide inside our house than our back yard..your options are limited to one side of the house or the other.
Anyways... When Bossy Boy hides he pretty much hides in the same two spots. Behind the couch and in the coat closet. The dog is attuned to his hiding places since that seems to be his normal hang outs when not playing hide and seek. In other words the dog doesn't seemed to be bothered by it.
Game Boy is a little more adventurous and likes to find new exciting places to hide, like my bedroom closet or in the hub's "office". Annakin must know that these places are not normal hangouts for kids or dogs.
The instant Bossy Boy started to look for Game Boy the dog would start barking at Game Boy like crazy. It was hilarious because obviously the dog was giving away his hiding spot. Each time Game Boy would hide somewhere unique, Annakin would instantly start barking at him.

I'm guessing the dog knew that Game Boy had no business being in the places that he was and the dog was letting him know about it. Yet another shameless post to get a cute puppy pic uploaded.

The Prodigal Son Has Returned!

We left around 3 ish to check the animal shelter and no luck. All hope had been lost. We skimmed the neighborhood once again. All I could think about was some jerk took my dog.

I started to carry on with my meneal tasks with a heavy heart. With still some hope and a nice day we left the back door open. He literally just sauntered in as if he does this kind of thing every day. I'm not going to lie and say I was strong and stoic and stern with him. I broke down like a big baby.

It's really miraculous that he came back. The lord above can only know where this crazy dog has been. I am just thrilled beyond belief that he's home.

He's totally zonked at my feet right now. Where he should be.

Thanks so much for the thoughts and prayers.

Now a few pics of the prodigal son.

Where Oh Where Has My Big Dog Done Gone? Where Oh Where Can He Be?

This morning I got my usual 6AM wake up nudge from a cold black nose. I pulled the covers over my head and told that cold black nose to lay back down for a little bit longer. The cold black nose obliged and gave me an urgent prodding at 7AM. By this time the boys were up already watching cartoons, so I told the oldest to let Mr. Cold nose outside so he could do his buisness. That's the last time today I saw or felt the nudge of that cold black nose.

Around 8AM hubs and I heard barking outside, but it didn't sound like our Anakin. Hubs told Gameboy to let the dog inside. Gameboy returned shortly saying that he wasn't outside in the fenced yard. He looked all around front and back and didn't see him. Hubs went to investigate and no sign of him.

Normally it's rare for Anakin to get out of the yard itself, very rare. If he gets out its usually because he's dug under into the neighbors back yard with their dog; but no where else. When he's out front with us, he usually does a quick jont and then immediately comes back. He always comes back.

It's been almost 5 hours now. We drove up and down the neighborhood with no sign of him. Sigh, he always comes back, I somehow have my doubts that he's not coming back this time.
Annie was my dog, he claimed me as his. He was and is my alarm clock, my rinser of dirty dishes when loading the dishwasher, my food dropped on the floor eater, my comfort when I'm down, my feet warmer, my sloppy kiss giver, cat chaser, my vacuum hater, my broom chaser, he was mine.
I'm sorry if I'm a bit perklempt. I'm just waiting to hear a bark at the door any minute. I hear the boys bounding up the stairs and my heart skips a beat for a second.
Come home Annie were waiting for you.

A Few Things To Note About My Dog...

My dog Anakin and I say "my" when I really should say that I'm his. This dog is supposed to be C's dog.
C is one of these people that cannot resist looking at the puppies people are giving away on the side of the road. If he sees a stray dog walking down the street it takes all of his willpower to not stop. Anakin happened to be one of those puppies people were giving away on the side of the road.

Now Annie is mine. He knows my schedule to a tee. Sadly my schedule is pretty predictable. He knows I'm supposed to be up by 6 in the morning and assumes the same thing on Sat. and Sun. He goes crazy by 7AM if I'm not up. When I say crazy I mean he's literally nosing me out of bed with his cold wet nose on the small of my bare back. I don't know how he finds an open spot on the covers but he finds it. If that doesn't work then he's up on the bed literally "digging" me out of the covers. It really is quite a rousing wake up.

He also knows when I should be going to bed. If I decide to lay down for a bit anytime before 10PM he's digging me out of bed then too. When I'm late going to bed he also lets me know, by giving me the look and pawing and whimpering at me. He's pretty much my keeper. Nothing gets by him.

As I was trying to take a cute pic of him all nestled in his make shift bed, he attacked me as if to say. Yo woman I don't do pictures. So I bring you my futile attempt to take pics of my dog. You'll primarily see the ceiling and only a small portion of the dog. He on top of me giving me kisses and just laying on me. I had to hold him down with my legs just to get the last shot. My cries of "Halp" did not help much as no one seemed in a hurry to help me.

One of these days I'll get hubs to video him getting me out of bed as I'm sure it's quite entertaining to watch. He never even tries to get hubs up. C. says it's because he knows that C. is the "Alpha Dog" (Whatever).
This is me on my back as I was attacked.
The only shot I could get of him, which was to close as he was literally on my chest licking my face and ears. Something tells me he likes me just a little bit.

I R Anakin

I R Anakin Dog.
Im in moms puter postn her blawg. I no type well..no fingas to push keys. Have to use nose. I no gramma either well.
She likes the LOLCATS.
I is teh funnah to!
I like Shadow cat but he not like me sometimes. He not like me biting his neck and dragn him. I's only playn. He scratch sometime. It hurtz.
I wants to be cat to and jump like teh kittah. Kittah laf at me.
I eatz da kidz toyz sometimez. Mom not like teh mess. I cant hep toyz taste good n I just a pup.
I give mom kisses when she not knowing, I bite her nose sometime to. It teh funnah!
I help mom with dirty dishes, clean ones not taste good.
I sleep with mom and dad. Mom sleep number 35. She have nice bed. I sometimes nudge her out.
I can do hyperlink and post picz to. R'nt I cute?