Petting a dog is the most important activity humans undertake–more important than reading a newspaper. Yalu’s job was to made sure everyone was up and ready to pet her inside the Puppy Palace.
In order to pet her, people had to be awake because it’s much easier to pet a cute brown dog when you are awake than when you are asleep—we have tried sleep petting, it doesn’t work unless you are a cute brown dog getting the petting while you sleep.
Making sure DiMamma and Daddy, Daddy, Daddy were up was easy because Yalu slept with the parents on their bed—rumor had it that a little brown dog, who shall remain cute, would wake up Daddy, Daddy, Daddy at three in the morning for special nighttime petties—but that’s a story for another time.
Usually, Yalu used her nose to open doors—since she did not have important people thumbs, a nose certainly did the trick. Sometimes, Yalu encountered closed doors that required doggy diplomacy to overcome. When a closed door blocked where she wanted to go, Yalu would knock with a scratch of her paw upon the frame and sometimes add a polite “I would like the door opened, please” bark. When that failed, the puppy diplomacy deepened.
I lived on the second floor so when Yalu would used her nose, knock, or give a polite bark, I heard her could open my door for her all important petties. The same was not the case for Honey-Honey. She lived another floor up in the loft and sometimes would not hear the puppy knocks or her polite barks. For Yalu, that could only mean problems—the biggest involved her not getting Honey-Honey petties.
When Yalu entered my room and jumped on my bed, we would discuss her concerns during her petting sessions. Her jumping off the bed, running to the door, looking at me, and then jumping back on my bed indicated that we needed to leave my bedroom and check on Honey-Honey.
Since I had thumbs, I could open the door to Honey-Honey’s room. On the way up to the loft, I would let Yalu know that the Honey-Honey might be asleep and that we might have to wake her up. Good thing I sent a puppy up there first because Honey-Honey without her morning coffee is well … not awake and what she needed was a cute brown dog substitute for her morning cup of Joe. Fortunately, we had one of those.
With everyone now awake and morning puppy petties completed, we could move on to more important issues such as mid morning petties, followed by the late morning puppy petties, then the noon petties, early afternoon petties, followed by the very important mid afternoon petties that led to the early evening petties because the best petties in the world were the ones that happen that instant.
Wow, that was a long tail … I mean tale. It really does take a smart dog to get what she wants. Yalu even did that as a puppy. You can find out by becoming a proud owner of Yalu And The Puppy Room. It based on a true story about how she picked me and my sister. It is nice to be picked by a dog. Click the banner to the right and for $2,99, you can be the proud owner of this e-book and download it from Amazon.com.
What is that? You want a second Yalu adventure. One of those is possible, but there is a skunk and a pet zebra involved. Yalu And The Stinky Stink is the name of the story. There’s a banner for that too on the right. Have a click. Be brave, be bold and find out what happens to this cute brown dog.