Tonight, Callie did something I've never seen (heard) her do before. She got so upset about the cat sniffing a plate of baklava that she barked at her sharply, then whined pitifully for a solid three minutes. I got some of it on video (I had to be sneaky, so I couldn't get a shot of her face, but Jay assures me that it was hilarious).
The noise she makes at around 0:32 makes me giggle especially hard.
Showing posts with label Callie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Callie. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Monday, August 25, 2008
Off to Portland
Well, we're off tomorrow morning, and I already miss Callie. Damn that dog's cuteness! I didn't realize how pathetically attached I am to her until this afternoon when my mom picked her up. As soon as she left, I started missing her. Now everything I do makes me think of her. Every time I open the door, I expect to see her there. When I got ice from the freezer, I automatically moved to save her a piece. I missed feeding her bits of my food at dinner. And every single time I sit on the couch, I miss her shape sitting next to me. Stupid cute awesome dog. She's so entangled in my every movement, I don't know what to do without her. I'm useless. Good thing I have a week-long trip to distract me from missing her.In other news, I'm very excited about Portland. There is much beer to be consumed and natural beauty in which to revel. Pictures and stories to come!
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Men in Trees
Callie loves to bark at everything that moves. Children exiting school buses, construction workers, men, women, dogs, cats, squirrels...nothing escapes her notice. I've tried to break her of this bad habit to no avail, and have finally just learned to accept it. Since we've been in the house, she's gotten even worse (more windows! more street traffic!), and it's a bit exasperating. Until yesterday.
I was talking on the phone with my dad and decided to run out and grab the mail. As usual, Callie darted out as soon as the door opened. Normally, this is fine - she stays in the yard and comes back in once I call her. But this time, a man was passing by on the sidewalk, and Callie, startled, immediately ran toward him, barking hysterically. Now, I can understand feeling a bit panicked if a strange dog is hurtling toward you with apparent menace (even if that dog weighs all of 25 pounds). I tried to reassure the man that Callie doesn't bite, that she just sounds mean, she's really a very sweet dog...but it was too late. The man had already panicked. And jumped into our tree.
Jumped INTO OUR TREE. Not only that, but was trying to claw his way up. While shaking a stick at my dog. I don't know how I held it together long enough to get Callie into the house, but as soon as I did, I laughed until I cried. Here's a crude representation of the event (ignore the pathetic attempt at drawing in Word):
Oh, I will cherish these memories forever.
I was talking on the phone with my dad and decided to run out and grab the mail. As usual, Callie darted out as soon as the door opened. Normally, this is fine - she stays in the yard and comes back in once I call her. But this time, a man was passing by on the sidewalk, and Callie, startled, immediately ran toward him, barking hysterically. Now, I can understand feeling a bit panicked if a strange dog is hurtling toward you with apparent menace (even if that dog weighs all of 25 pounds). I tried to reassure the man that Callie doesn't bite, that she just sounds mean, she's really a very sweet dog...but it was too late. The man had already panicked. And jumped into our tree.
Jumped INTO OUR TREE. Not only that, but was trying to claw his way up. While shaking a stick at my dog. I don't know how I held it together long enough to get Callie into the house, but as soon as I did, I laughed until I cried. Here's a crude representation of the event (ignore the pathetic attempt at drawing in Word):
Oh, I will cherish these memories forever.
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