In the spirit of this entry on dooce, here's a list of all the weird things our dog Cayce (incidentally, we're pretty close to just renaming her Case, since everyone calls her "Cay-See", even after we call her "Case") does:
- destroys sticks - We used to have a box of kindling downstairs, to use with our non-usable woodstove. Over the course of a couple of days, Cayce had chewed them all up, leaving little bits of stick and bark all over the basement floor
- dances - when we come home (after an hour, three hours, ten minutes), Cayce runs around the yard, grabs a stick/toy/pail, sits down in front of us, and does this hoppy thing with her front paws, which then turns into pawing in the air in our general direction.
- couch-hopping - Cayce is allowed to come up on the couch downstairs when we're sitting on it, but not the couch upstairs. So, she takes full advantage of the situation, and crawls up onto the couch any time we're there. It's generally starts with a little hop to get her two front paws on to one of us; then, she tentatively puts one of her back paws on the couch and boosts herself up. Usually, she crawls over top of Kirsten, and plunks her rear down on K's chest. Something to keep in mind here is that Cayce is 65 pounds.
- dreams - Cayce takes a lot of naps during the day, and if her behaviour is any indication, she does a lot of dreaming. Dreaming for Cayce starts with a little twitch of a paw, then grows to more twitches and more paws, and - if she's having a particularly good dream - her lips will start moving as if she's barking her little heart out.
- going to the crate - when Cayce is tired, she'll put herself to bed in her kennel. A couple of nights ago, Kirsten and I were downstairs watching TV. When it came time to go to bed, Cayce wandered right upstairs and straight to her kennel. It was heartbreaking to have to haul her outside for peeps, then put gunk in her ear (she has an ear infection).
There's more, but I have a tonne of work to get back to. ;)
Posted by Darren James Harkness on Thursday, October 14, 2004 10:07 AM
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