Fanny's World View

Fanny and I don't always see eye to eye. Here are a few of her most cherished beliefs:

She believes an entire package of wieners is an "appetizer."

She believes it is never too cold, too hot, or too wet to go for a walk.

She believes that Mick the cat was put on earth to be her wind-up toy.

She believes our small couch is just the right size for two adults and one bulldog lying on her side completely stretched out.

She believes that twenty or thirty bones strewn about adds a certain rustic charm to our living room.

She believes that her backend aromas are fun and interesting.

She believes that everyone on earth enjoys having a sixty pound bulldog jump up to greet them.

She believes that no mud puddle should be ignored.

She believes that it is not at all comical to sleep with your tongue sticking out half an inch.

She believes that when Dave and I are lying on the floor in front of the fireplace we want her to join us. And if we are playing trivial pursuit, the game is more fun with her lying on the board.

She believes that while God invented the great outdoors, dry dog food and dog beds, he later invented velvet couches, silk pillows, heaters, air conditioning and bacon so she shouldn't hurt his feelings by ignoring the improvements.

She believes that if she lies on her back with four paws in the air, we will be overcome by the urge to stroke her belly. She also believes that belly stroking can never last too long.

She believes that when danger threatens, she should stand with her back end touching me. Whether this is her protecting me or me protecting her I'm not clear on.

She believes that three years old is not too old to whimper like a puppy if she thinks I have slept too late. She can go in and out of the dog door by herself, but all is not right with the world if I am not up and reading the paper by 10:00 am no matter how late I stayed up the night before.

And finally, she believes that no human activity: eating, cooking, cleaning, driving, biking, knitting, swimming, hiking, reading, or painting is more fun with a bulldog. And on that we can agree on. Most of the time.