I am almost positive that Duke thinks the world revolves around him because everytime someone walks through the door, he automatically thinks that person has come just to see him. My boyfriend's dog, Jack, does exactly the same thing (which I think will be hilarious when they are both together). However, unlike Jack, Duke does not make any noise. He tries to climb up your legs, give you kisses, run around in circles, and to top it off his curly little tail manages to wag furiously ...and he does this everytime you walk through the door! How could you not love coming home??!With that said, this past weekend my old athletic trainer from Fordham, Ann Marie (who is now happily working at Pitt), came out to the house. When she pulled into the driveway, Duke knew someone was there. He sat by the side door and waited patiently. Once I opened the door, he ran directly over to Ann's open car door and proceeded to demonstrate the first element of the 'welcome home dance'. Since Ann's car is raised slightly higher than mine, the little guy could not fully jump in, but he did the best he could. Duke must have liked what he saw because when Ann was finally able to get out of her car and shut the door, we both noticed a little pee puddle (on the cement, not in the car, phew).
During the time we spent at my house, Duke continued to harrass Ann. If she was sitting in the pool he would go over and try to drink her beer, when she pulled it away he would bite her pony tail, when she shoo'ed him away he would paw at her shoulder. This cycle repeated itself many times and I began to think back to most of the females Duke has met. He never does this to males, which brings me to the conclusion that my pup is a ladies man!
Remember in my last blog I was very excited to report that Duke is inheriting some of the dominant pug qualities?? Well let's just say I spoke too soon. After 2 bottles of wine and a couple beers out by the pool, Ann made the responsible decision to stay over. I was basically bragging to her about how Duke sleeps all the way through the night and, more importantly, how he sleeps in. So at about 7:00am Sunday morning I wake up to a whiny pup. I tried to shush him a couple of times, but that was unsuccessful so I got up and took him outside. Okay, so he just had to go to the bathroom, right? Wrong. We came back upstairs and for the next hour he sat in his crate staring at me while leaving out some pathetic whines and every once in a while an obnoxious bark. All he wanted to do was get to Ann. He knew she was somewhere and he needed to be there, too! When we were finally up and readying for the day, Duke continued to bother my poor friend.
Although it hurts a little when my puppy finds a new love interest, I know deep down that he will always come back to his momma. As for all you ladies out there, if this little guy can't win you over, I don't know who will!
