poor penny lane. all that separates her from hunting six tasty chicks is this impassible fence. her days are spent tortuously watching the chickens and trying to jump high enough to get at them. when we are outside she spends the whole time whimpering at us with a concerned/frustrated look. she can't believe we are allowing these impostors into her yard. poor, poor little naughty dog.
i have been laying in bed sick since monday. it seems to be getting worse by the day, not better. i am so irritated and antsy. i miss my family and i want to clean my house. messes are piling up around me making it hard to relax and get well. i can't cuddle grant or cate- they need to stay well- so they are steering clear of me. i am bored and tired and achy.
i do have one faithful companion who is braving the germs: penny the pug russell.
and as i've been laying in my misery, i've been thinking a lot about that penny, and just how lonely i'd be if she wasn't there with me. and that made me think of all the insomniatic nights that she stayed up with me and mirrored my every move and snuggled me right out of my anxiety into dreamland, long after grant and cate had drifted off.
and then that got me thinking that, really, it's not just while laying in bed that she is watching out for me. she follows me around all day, just in case she might be needed for something, anything. cute little penny is just a wee dog, but she feels strongly that part of her duty is to scare the crap out of anyone who gets near our house, just so they know no one is going to mess with her family, not on her watch. she is undeterred by bigger animals and scary men- they all get yelled at to stay away.
she is my best babysitter for cate. she takes turns with me putting cate to bed and being her pillow. when cate is too scared to go downstairs, penny will go with her and everything is all right. she lets cate dress her up for weddings or try to ride her or pull her by the tail almost daily. and even knowing the torture she will soon endure, she gets so excited when cate gets home from school.
and the dishes she cleans for me!! i don't even have to rinse before putting things in the dishwasher anymore! and how warm she keeps my toesies while i'm sitting at the desk working on the computer! who needs slippers? it seems her only desire in life is to be close to us. and all she asks for is an occasional pet and some food and water. truly, my lowest maintenance friend.
and then i realized. i love her. so much.
i have never been an animal person. i swore i'd never have a dog. who wants to pick up poop? not me. but somehow in my baby hungry weakness i was convinced to relent by the other two mccalebs who said they desperately needed a puppy. fine. whatever, just take care of her and pick up the poop.
well, as it turns out, it was me who needed her the most. i think if the test of the greatest among us is the one who will be the servant, than penny wins in this house...ok, animal people...i get it. i really really get it.