GREETINGS FROM SOUTH AFRICA!
MAXMOM here...
MAXMOM here...
I sit at my keyboard, engrossed in my writing. My story is just beginning to unfold. I’m on a roll and my fingers are flying. Images and words match up with ease. I love these moments – my creativity unleashed. As I glance up, to ponder, something catches my attention.
It’s dark outside – where did the sunlight go? It’s been raining too, and hard! Beautiful, inspiring rain! How did I not notice? But it wasn’t the rain that distracted me. What else?
I turn my head to the doorway. A face peers around the corner. A BLACK, slighty familiar, canine face. But I don’t own a black dog? As my vision pans wider, I notice similar black blotches, spaced at regular intervals along my carpet. They are large, muddy, and very elaborate...PAWPRINTS!
“TOBY,” I shout. ”What have you done!”
I push back my chair, and rise in utter exasperation. Adrenalin pumps through my body and fury engulfs me. He darts backwards. More pawprints!
“Urrrrrrrrgh!”
I go and investigate the damage. He’s been everywhere – the kitchen, dining room, lounge and he’s lingered at the dustbin in the bathroom. Tissues scatter the floor. He’s played with Aunt Tam’ too and she has also changed colour. And he’s chewed up our alarm system, in triumph. How did all this go unnoticed?
With head downcast, he looks up at me. Guilt is etched on his face, but the whites of his eyes suggest utter innocence. He shuffles around – still making pawprints!
I shudder. Anger, frustration and utter fury – a cacophony of emotions – fight against the knowledge that it’s pointless getting angry with him.
He continues to follow me, while inspect his artwork . He grabs one of the mats and sits, and stares at me. It’s a simple peace offering.
I shrug my shoulders in resignation, letting out a deep sigh in the process. He wags his tail. My writing is long forgotten. It’s bath time for him and he darts down the passage, in excitement.
Who can get angry with this
SWEET HOOLIGAN?
Sending lotsaluv and wishing you all a wonderful weekend.
24 comments:
Toby OH Toby! You were very lucky your mom didn't strangle you to death because that's what hoomie Melissa would to us & she will definitely NOT hesitate to do it I tell ya! Don't do those naughty things again because next time, mom might pull all her hair out in rage & you will be one roasted puppy.
Youve got to amit it. Life with hooligans is so much richer than life without.
We agree with Angus! We don't mind the mud prints in the house, these guys are so worth it!
Sam
Sorry Max Mom, this makes me laugh How could you be angry when he looks at you this way :-)
Water and mud and paws and a 'happy dance' - no matter where you live - which side of the globe you call home - some things are universal☺
You know as well as any of us that one day you will LONG for those muddy pawprints Maxmom! I remind myself of that everyday! LOL!
Mamma Heartbeat
Well, Toby has confirmed for us that he really IS a puppy:) Princess Ciara MuddyPaws salutes Toby with admiration.
You have to admit your post also makes a great story.
Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, and Ciara
Toby thank goodness you have that sweet adorable expression. It saves us from getting into trouble too.
Benny & Lily
You are a 100% adorable pup, Toby! We definitely cannot resist those sweet looks and moves! Give MaxMom lots of licks and hugs this weekend for all the cleaning up she had to do.
Love,
Piappies Fudgie, Princess, Frappie, Mocha, Sugar, Wai-Pai, Wai-Max & Forgie
Oh the joys of puphood and mud combined - - it's a winning combination for a sweet hooligan!
Good for you, keeping your cool. I hope you don't have writer's block after the trauma :)
Oh, Toby, you are so lucky you can pull that face off. Bahaha. I'm sorry Maxmom, but this is too cute and funny, I can't help but laugh. Hehehhe
Woofs,
Pepsi
Toby, Toby, Toby, did you look as guilty is this dog did?
http://www.wimp.com/guiltiestdog/
Hamish * Sophie
Mom is giggling softly, knowing all too well the joys of mucking about in rainy, wet weather! Love that photo of you holding the bath mat - just priceless!!! (Mom actually refers to us sometimes as her mudpuppies...)
Big Hugs xoxoxo
Sammie, Avalon and Ozzie
Oh Toby, Toby, Toby... Hope you enjoyed your bath!
Oh Toby thang goodness for that gorgeous expression . How could mum stay mad for long. You are a mischievous puppy indeed.. Hugs GJ xx
Oh!!! Sweet hooligans do that kind of stuff...I know :) We hope the cleanup didn't take too long...we're giggling, and also thinking of the time and effort to erase the marks of muddy fun!
Oh Toby!
Sweet hugs!
Sierra Rose
Too bad you didn't snap a photo of Toby in black face. But else what can we do but sigh a sigh and give the rascal a bath!!! And clean up the pawprints.
xxx Joan
I think Toby has been sending instructions to our eleven week old Golden Retriever puppy. I was reading your post at 9.55pm last night, when Enzo came inside (with his laughing human dad who should know better!) as the pup, that was meant to be outside with him for a toilet visit, had been running into and out of his paddling pool and the garden dirt - so instead of commenting on Toby's post last night I also had a black puppy and dirty floors to clean!
What have I let myself in for????
Love
Riley's mum
They're extra cute as puppies for moments just like this! I'm giggling because it's at your house and not at mine -- this time! But I've been there, if that makes you feel any better.
Toby dude, you should THANK your lucky stars that you are still a puppy, a HUGE one, put a puppy none the less.
I do suggest that you put more effort into controlling your puppyness! BOL
woo woos, Tessa
Oh Toby - as said - hard to get too upset with you. You are so cute.
We forgive you instantly, Toby! You're such a cutie!
Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch
Toby - The Herd totally approves of your art work. The humans at Chez Herd may not approve, but we sure do.
Its amazing how much a dog can do and still remain innocent! It's amazing how big their feet are when covered in mud too!!
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