Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Fred's Dirty Little Secret

We went to the local coffee shop's employee picnic yesterday. Yes, we spend so much time there that we've made friends with the owners and the entire staff. So when they were deciding on two of the customers that they would invite, our names came up, along with another guy. And given the coffee shop is named after the owners' dog, Aldo, Fred and Ginger were invited along as well. So there were four dogs - Aldo, Ginger, Fred, and Boomer - bounding around the place. Well actually Aldo, Ginger, and Boomer were bounding while Fred pretty much chilled out, taking the occasional time out to work the room. And as usual, he charmed the heck out of everyone. He can't help it, he's handsome, mellow and has those eyes.

As we left the party, Chris heard one little girl say "I loved Fred, but he didn't love me." Ahh, Fred's dirty little secret. And to a certain extent, that's true. Fredly is the very definition of a one family dog. Not that he isn't friendly, but Chris and I are his pack, and at the end of the day, he wants to be with us.

There are a few people that earn special love from him. We were at a cross race about a year and a half ago, and Fredly saw Megan walking across a field. Before my eyes even had focused on her, his tail started wagging, and he was pulling at the leash. The "grandparents" (soon to be grandparents without the quotation marks) and my brother are all accepted members of the extended pack. And Fred's been known to crawl up scary, open gratework steps to hang with our friend Belle. Rick, the bike shop mechanic, is a trusted friend. And Erin who watched him for us when he was still a young 'un is another love of his life. There are certainly a few more people that he seems genuinely happy to see. But at the end of the day, he's only happy when he goes home with us. With us, he is the most loyal friend a person could want, and the bestest doggy in the world.

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At May 29, 2007 at 12:59 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

And he's my wingman when the neighbors are setting off fireworks at 11p and it's time to prowl the streets for HEADS TO SMASH.

 
At June 10, 2007 at 7:11 AM, Blogger megA said...

ah shucks!

fred and i do have a special thing going. . .and it took my this long to figure out the "fred and ginger" thing.

man, am i dense. . .

xoxoxo

m

 

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