Wag My Dog.

                                                                                                                                                                  

 

 

Wag My Dog.

Wag is very happy, at the moment he is sitting in a waiting position. His large brown eyes follow my every move. What captures his attention so much? I am afraid it is the meat that I have cut and mixed with his vegetables. In other words his dinner, if he wants to wag his tail, his tail will give off periodic wagging motions half as if he is under some kind of impulsive suggestion. I know that when I am finished and tell him that he can now have his dinner, his tail will wag backwards and forwards just once before he settles down to the serious business of eating. Finishing his meal his tail wags fast backwards and forwards until he has wagged enough as if as to say thank you. Wag’s meals vary he eats anything that I place before him. There is such a trust between the pair of us. One day I had nothing but some stale bread in the house. I cut the bread into large squares and soaked them in some milk and water. Placing the milk and water soaked bread into wags dish, I apologised and set it before him. To my surprise he wolfed down the wet bread and wagged his tail to show his appreciation. It was the same on the day when I only had fish in the house. A large piece of cod that I cooked in the oven with some milk leftovers and a pinch of salt, this was our midday lunch. Wags tail goes mad after eating. No matter what I serve up he always wags his tail.

 

On a visit to a friend’s house I told Wag to be on his best behaviour. Wag seemed to understand me and was during our stay very unobtrusive. He settled down behind the sofa, which gave him plenty of cover, and he could see my legs and feet. My friend brought a bowl with some meat and dog biscuits Wag did not touch them. My friend asked me to give Wag the food. I placed the bowl on the floor and told Wag that it was all right and that he could come and eat the food. Wag stretched and slowly got up from behind the sofa with a slight wag of his tail he ate the biscuits and meat then with a wag of his tail he disappeared behind the sofa watching again my feet and legs. As the evening wore on my friend asked me whether Wag would like some water, I said no but I bet he would love to stretch his legs. Getting up out of the sofa I watched Wag crawl out from under the sofa with his tail wagging as fast as he could move it. We went out onto the strip of grass at the back of my friend’s house and Wag ran off with a light bark and his tail wagging as if it was his tail that kept him in balance. I gave Wag ten minutes and told my friend that it was time for us to leave as I had much to do the next day. We parted with the words see you again soon and with Wag at my heels we walked quickly home.

 

Wag’s next adventure was with a dog from down the road. Now Wag is a mixture of at least three different dogs if not more. The dog that he was friendly with was a thoroughbred German shepherd dog. Wag is a powerful dog standing broad shoulders and will face anything that he thinks is coming too close to me. He growls once before showing his teeth. I have to be quick in telling him that the person or animal is a friend. One day the German shepherd made a run for me, why I do not know it just attacked without warning. From the back of the house Wag came running and with his sheer weight pushed the German shepherd over to one side. Then came the growl and the fletching of teeth. I quickly said, “out! Wag and Wag backed off from the German shepherd. Since that day the two dogs have a likening for each other and they often share food bowls and water pots. Now whenever I see the German shepherd he comes a running with his tail wagging, not so fast as Wags tail but it does wag. Wags favourite though is a small tortoise shell cat from down the street. The cat owns my house with all that is in it. Wag lets her sleep between his front paws and lays his rather large head next to her. Food is shared with the cat taking what she wanted before Wag even touches the food bowl. This is Wag my dog and I ask all to respect him for being the most faithful and obedient dog that I have ever had staying with me.

 

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