Have a seat... on the floor!

I have two couches in the living room.
I also have two nice chairs in the living room.
I often sit on the floor. Not totally by choice.

I have a dog.

My dog is teething right now and is... well... a little "uncertain" in what he wants.

Chew toy(s)?
Find something new to chew on?
Go outside?
Come inside?
Pace?
Paw at owner?
Bark at.... most anything?

I have regrettably found that if I sit on the floor with my back to the couch (that I would rather be sitting in), he will often calm down and lay down beside me and take a nap. Granted there is a certain amount of give and take that goes on before he gives up and naps.

This "give and take" thing... understand... it's not a real "balanced" thing you know. So far I have kept him from considering any parts of my anatomy to be a chew toy. Pretty much.

Did you know that God has a sense of humor? I "married" a family so I missed the experiences of putting a small child to bed that is teething or generally cranky. My two kids were talking and more or less sentient, reasoning beings, so I "escaped" the fun of that part of raising kids. Yeah, one of those "sentient" kids conspired to get me the dog.
God definitely has a sense of humor.

Danny is definitely sentient, although he does have trouble with the "mirror" test. That dog in the mirror might not be him. You have to be careful. I am also sure he reasons. Not maybe along the lines I would select but reason, at least to his definition. While teething, that reasoning is pretty much out the door. Right along, right along with my choice of where to sit.

I have a dog.

I have choices, mostly... and I learned more about "humor".

All considered, the experience is mostly positive and I definitely learned more about "humor"... did I mention the holes in the back yard?

Lesson: A sense of humor is as important as exercise to a healthy life.

Regards, (laughing all the way)
WebMouse