Monday, February 1, 2010

I said "No!"

This weekend, we decided to take the girls on an outing to the dog bakery so that they could get out a bit.  It's been bitter cold here, so walking is still not an option for us.  I'm not sure how they know that we're going somewhere and they're involved with the trip, but it's always a different scenario when they're going.

Blueberry and Bunny both really like to go places in the car.  It's even better when we take the van.  Somehow, when Mr. Taleteller and I start getting ready to go, all three of the girls know.  Lilac is the opposite of Blue and Bunny, though.  She'd rather climb through cat territory on her own than ride in the moving box of death.  She will tolerate it, but she would rather avoid it.  She's never gotten sick riding with us, but she curls up in a corner and closes her eyes, waiting for it to be over.  Time has not helped the issue any and we try not to make her go too often since it seems to be something she dislikes.

It used to work out well when we would go.  Bunny and Blueberry would go in the van and Hawk and Lilac would rest their bones in a quiet, puppy-free zone.  Since Hawk's passing, my husband has been a little uncertain about leaving her at home alone.  I feel that she prefers to stay home, even if it is alone.  She and Hawk were certainly never close, so I don't see her caring whether she has his company or not. 

That brings us to our departure last weekend.  I'm sure our departure routine isn't that different from most other people's who have dogs.  Mr. Taleteller called the girls to go out for a potty break after we'd gotten the things we needed loaded in the van and had it warming up a bit.  Blueberry and Bunny were waiting for him at the back door, barely able to keep four feet on the floor as they anticipated our departure.  Lilac was in the living room, pretending that she was the exact same color as her dog bed and that we couldn't see her lying there.  Mr. Taleteller called her to go potty several times, and Lilac just burrowed into her bed a little more.  He took Blue and Bunny out to the turn out pen and returned for Lilac, carrying the leash with him to hook to her collar and lead her outside.  She grudgingly got up and met him in the kitchen.  I thought I saw her give him a meaningful look, but it was so fleeting, I might have been mistaken.

In any event, he took her outside as well and soon all three of the girls had taken care of their personal business.  A quick walk through the grass followed and then they headed towards the van.  We generally unhook the leash of each dog as she stands at the open door to the back seats of the van and then that dog will jump in the back and find her comfy spot for the ride.  Bunny and Blueberry were busy jockeying for postition, both wanting to hop into the van first and get situated.  The two of them did both get in and then Mr. Taleteller unhooked Lilac's leash and leaned down, prepared to help her step up into the van.

Instead, she pushed her way between his legs with surprising speed for an elderly greyhound and marched right up to the back door.  He stood there stunned.  I sat in the van laughing.  He looked at me and we had a short conversation.

Mr. Taleteller:  Do you think she'll be alright here by herself?

Lilac:  (stomping her foot at the back door)  It's cold out here, dammit!

Me:  She's been home alone before.  She'll be fine.

Mr. Taleteller:  You're sure?  I don't want her to freak out that she's all alone...

Lilac:  (glaring)  I'm not getting any younger here, whippersnapper!  Open the door for a lady, you young punk!

Me:  It seems pretty obvious what she wantes.

Mr. Taleteller:  Alright!  (There was something muttered under his breath about women being difficult, but I didn't catch it exactly.)

Lilac:  I could have died from the cold out here while you're flapping your gums!  Open the door!

Mr. Taleteller opened the door and Lilac made her way into the house in record time.  I'm sure she was asleep in her favorite bed before we even left the driveway.  She certainly knows how to make herself clear!  It turns out Bunny and Blueberry picked out a reindeer antler for her to chew on anyway, and she didn't have to leave the comfort of her bed.  She seems to have us all trained, except perhaps Mr. Taleteller, but she's not finished with him yet.

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  1. Sometimes the humans can be really thick headed, huh. Of course I have the opposite problem. I always want to go and refuse to come in the house even if it is snowing and raining if I think my people are leaving me. This can make them most grouchy.


  2. It`s a good thing she didn`t have a cane or I suspect Mr. Taleteller may have gotten a good whack on his shin!

    Cute entry gal!

  3. What a woman wants, a woman gets!! :D

    Pugs & Kisses,

    Yoda & Brutus

  4. Hahahaha! You tell 'em Lilac!!!

    If Lilac was a hooman, she would totally be THIS lady!

    Happy Monday!


  5. What a lady wants, a lady gets!

  6. My dad told me that when a girl says NO you have to respect her wishes. I'm just sayin'.

  7. Funny! Sometimes Tucker is Johnny-At-The-Rathole when we're going out, other times he's like "meh" and goes back to bed. You can never tell.

  8. Woof! Woof! Great Laugh!!! Happy Monday! Just checking in too.. your entry in Mango's contest is posted. Good Luck! Lots of Golden Woofs, Sugar

  9. Sounds like Mr. Taleteller will be trained very soon! I always wonder, "Who's training whom in my relationships with my dogs?". A little of both, I think.

  10. I have to agree with her, it is certainly easier to have new chewies hand delivered to you in bed!! :p

  11. Oh, Lilac I understand! I do not like rides in the car, no, I do not! But....... I do not like being alone, either. When Gramma goes to the grocery she always leaves us together and we take turns being in charge. I like it the best when I am in charge! Papa likes to take us on rides in his truck to the gas station and the bank. Oscar and Emmy seem to like these adventures ...... not me! I think you are very smart to stay out of that van!!

  12. That is truly fascinating! I never like to let my hoomans out of my sight, so I'd never do that, but it's obvious that Lilac was telling you what she wanted and... emphatically!!! Pretty cool!
    Hugs xo

  13. For starters, get Lilac a camouflage outfit. I can spot her miles away. No hiding from the Twink. Wow, I don't get your Lilac, but I'm glad your wish came true. I bet they brought you back cookies too, so you got the best of both worlds. Funny story :0

  14. It looks so CUTE :-)
    You are a sweety with that jacket on !!!

    ((HUGS)) Kareltje =^.^=

  15. Dear Bunny, it's the Twink again. I recently noticed that most of your comments come in duplicates or triplicates. Today I got 4! I don't mind a bit. If anything, it makes my comments increase and my furiends think I'm more interesting. Just FYI from one furiend to another.

  16. Yes... if a girl says no... it is no!
    Sure she was happy at home having some time for herself!
    Kisses and hugs

  17. Congratulations on your big win in the hound group. I look forward to meeting you in the Best In Show competition.
    Tsar 2010 Best Cat-Dog

  18. Lilac is certainly a clear communicator! Our three greys will just about knock you down in a race to see who can get in the van first...and sometimes even when we return Macy doesn't want to get out of the van and I have to bribe her with treats :)

  19. go lilac you tell em !!!
    girls rule humans drool!!
    the houston pittie pack

  20. Dear Bunny, We are so happy to see you have won 1st place in Mango Minster Hound Competition!! Please send your mailing address to our email:
    and we will get your prize Goody Bag sent out to you. We'll let you know when it has been sent out.
    Smooches from pooches,
    BabyRocketDog and Hootie


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