A Man And His Dog or Why My Man Is In The Doghouse

The other night when Doc was on his way to bed he stopped by the room I use for my office at home. I was at the computer. Dodger was asleep on the couch in my office.

Doc sat down on the couch by Dodger, petted him, gave him a hug, said good night, and yes, he said "I love you" to the dog then walked out the door to go to bed. To me....not a word, not a gesture, not even a pat on the head. I just laughed, but, of course, I had to go into the bedroom a few minutes later to point out his "oversight" to him. Even if I had felt slighted, it would have been well worth it to see how embarrassed and flustered Doc was when he realized what he had done. Doc is a pretty good gift-giver, but he doesn't usually venture in the direction of jewelry. That may change this year.

There is something about men and dogs.

How Dogs and Men are the Same:

From Shooters Dog Humor

Both take up too much space on the bed.

Both have irrational fears about vacuum cleaning.

Both mark their territory.

Neither tells you what's bothering them.

The smaller ones tend to be more nervous.

Both fart shamelessly.

Neither of them notice when you get your hair cut.

Neither understands what you see in cats.

Both have an inordinate fascination with women's crotches.