(Dazie, The Pit Bull was lying on the sofa next to her Grandpa, her neck bent awkwardly so that she could look up at him with chin resting upward against his arm.)
If you read my blog entry, Bad to the Bone, you already know the amusing manner in which our Dazie, The Pit Bull used to stand over Lyra (our hard-of-hearing, elderly Collie) and “woof” for her to get up and go outdoors at bedtime. Each evening when we’d ask Dazie, The Pit Bull if she wanted to go outdoors just before bed, she wouldn’t go out until she had run into the living room and stood over Lyra to awaken her by woofing into Lyra’s ear. So Dazie would stand over Lyra straddling her with all fours, making certain to get her attention! (We have since lost Lyra to old-age and to cancer.)
This evening, a new Dazie, The Pit Bull tradition was born. Grandpa had been away from home for a couple of hours, and it was nearing time for him to return. (Dazie has always happily announced his truck’s arrival in our driveway long before he gets out to enter the house.) She has always done this by barking to let me know that he’s here.
Tonight was just a little bit different though. I was in the family room watching Hawaii Five-O and Dazie, The Pit Bull was lying on the livingroom sofa. Suddenly, my concentration was interrupted when Dazie came running into the family room, obviously excited. She looked up at me and said enthusiastically, “WOOF!” She then proceeded to run back around the family room sofa and over to the garage door. (We always keep the doors locked in the evening.) It was very clear to me what Dazie, The Pit Bull was saying. She was saying, “Hurry! “Come let Grandpa in!” Needless to say, I immediately followed her to the garage door and unlocked it.
Our sweet Dazie, The Pit Bull never ceases to amaze me with her extremely high level of intelligence and her apt manner of communication!
