My husband and I grew up with dogs, but decided to wait to get one until our youngest rugrat was out of diapers. We did the research, asked our family and friends, and finally attempted to adopt a beautiful basset hound through animal rescue, which turned out to be a disappointing experience that left our kids heart-broken.
Not that we're bitter (MUCH!) but, we decided to try our hand at finding our family's first pet through our local animal shelter.
Though believing that investing in "a breed" would be best and having family and friends owning a lhasa-schnoodle-doodle-poo-something-or-another, our economic situation led us on a more...um...mutt-led path.
We got ourselves a doofus-dog!
No, really - I mean the dog is so dumb, he'd be standing right beside you, turn to leave the room, forget there was a wall there, and bonk his head...each...and...every time...earning him the nickname, Pinhead!
[sitting at front door]
"Doofus...dinnertime!"
[turning too quickly]
BONK!
"Pinhead!"
Don't get me wrong, he is lovable (and has never, ever suggested otherwise, as evidenced above) and that's the rub.
Oh, yeah - here's another thing, the dog thinks he's...a cat!
Every night, doofus-dog tries to curl up on my lap and does that, you know, kneading dough (or in my case, muffin top) thingie with his paws.
[roll it, pat it]
AIEEEEE!
"Knock it off, Pinhead!"
Can you imagine going through cabin fever with a 90 lb. doofus-dog?
Me either - so, I took him along with me and the kids to the park on Saturday because, you know, the sun was shining. A dad spotted me walking doofus-dog next to the playground and just far enough away from the woodchips because, you know, if it doesn't walk, he'll eat it.
"Is that a lab?"
[looking down]
"Mostly."
[frowns]
"Oh, I only asked because we have a 1-year-old lab at home and, well, he's just such a nutty dog, you know, that we're seriously thinking about getting rid of him."
Oh, the things I could have told him.
Spending months cleaning up garbage, picking up tons of (yes, that many) torn-up pieces of paper, tissues and used feminine products (EWWW!) not to mention spackling holes in the wall, he wanted me to tell him whether or not, you know, owning a doofus really worth it!?!
.
Yes, I believe he is - today, anyway.
Life is like a box of chocolate labs, you never know what you're gonna get - unless you adopt a doofus-dog!
omg, I understand. Just know that your doofas is trainable - REALLY! And that 1 year old lab will be a pup for a LONG time, poor owner.
And I happen to like dogs who think they are lapdogs - I have 2 of them!
(I just remembered how many shoes my first pup chewed... ugh! Thanks for the memories!)
xoxo
Posted by: Mamalee | February 27, 2007 at 02:17 PM
I'm sure he's a wonderful doofus! But thanks for reminding me why we have cats.
Posted by: Bluegrass Mama | February 27, 2007 at 08:13 PM
Ours turned out to be a Laprador. I wouldn't trade her for the world (but I would like some of my stuff back. Unchewed, please)
Posted by: ben | February 27, 2007 at 09:38 PM
awww, doofus doggie!
Posted by: Philip | February 28, 2007 at 12:07 PM
At least Pinhead is a good dog, because I think our old dog Lucky knew what he was doing when he peed in the house, up until he tried to pee in our fish tank, because our fish ate him. I think I'll be mad too if my big brother pissed in my bath water.
Posted by: RC | February 28, 2007 at 02:46 PM
There's nothing on earth quite as lovable as a doofus dog. Especially when it belongs to someone else (I like my slippers slobber-free, thank you). Good luck with your adorable pinhead.
Posted by: Chris | February 28, 2007 at 07:46 PM
Some interesting things here. We had two Doofus dogs. One we unfortunately had to bring back to the shelter because he was seriously jealous when my daughter was born. But up until that point, he was the exact same pinhead you describe yours to be. So I am thinking it has something to do with being part lab.
Because our other doofus dog, while certainly silly, is not a pinhead.... or a lab.
The other thing you frightened me with is the Bassett Hound thing. We are currently trying to get a Basset through one rescue place and are having a hell of a time so far. We haven't been "turned down" but with "lost" paperwork, and "tests" to see if we are qualified, and unreturned phone calls, it is getting quite frustrating.
Posted by: JayMonster | March 01, 2007 at 09:20 AM