Sometimes I actively try to speak dog. That is to say, I don’t have a tail, but I can shake my behind, and like they do with each other, when I “wag” at the dogs, they get happy and touch me with their noses, or bump me with their shoulders or hips. McKie usually play barks at me and tries to swat me, an old game he’s always played with The Guy.
Now, I’m weird, and I’m secure with that, so when I read a thing on Facebook that asked if our dogs are ever sad that *we* don’t lick *them* it made me wonder. Are they? Could they be, really, confused or feel some level of disconnected from us because we express affection differently, namely with our paws instead of our mouths?
So in a moment of calm during morning snuggles, I gently leaned over to McGyver and licked the tip of his nose.
He paused for a second and half-squinted one eye. One ear rotated back, then forward again, and he in his turn very gently leaned forward and licked the tip of my nose. “Love you too.”
Dog lips taste salty, in case anyone wondered.
The other morning in our cuddlings so I start the day less likely to slap someone, McGyver figured out how to stuff his (COLD!) paw inside my sweatshirt.
As I untangled that scenario (did I mention his paws were COLD!), he decided to see what was going on for himself and stuffed his entire *head* inside my sweatshirt.
If his paws were cold, his nose was like ice.
You can imagine where he’s seen *those* behaviors before.
Happy winter everyone! Bring your animals indoors.
