Yes, two things; but mind you the first one is in hindsight.
- 1) Esther’s frantic attempts to wake me up this morning.
In the Spears household, Esther has been nicknamed ‘Indian Flute’. She has the highest, loudest, longest… I don’t even know how to describe it… Try imagining the strong ‘E‘ sound. Now imagine that someone is humming that sound. Okay? Now they’re humming in a pitch so high that you almost can’t even hear it. Think highest note on the piano. Now make it one note higher and crank up the volume.
But that’s just the sound.
Then there’s the fact that short, little-legged Indian Flute can’t jump on the bed, so she stands and presses herself into the side of it, all the while making that inhuman noise. When I open my eyes, I don’t see a calm, humming basset hound. Quite the contrary, I see the head of a wild-eyed hound whose expression can only be described as desperate.
Now, don’t forget that I’m not smiling yet. No, I’m yelling, “Sleepytime! Go back to your sleepytime! Esther! Go! To! Your! Sleepytime!”
Indian Flute complied… sorta. She waited on the couch. A few minutes later I slipped out of bed and was summoned by the intense and rhythmic thumping of her tail smacking the leather as she watched me inch closer and closer. We hugged, we kissed and I strolled into the kitchen for some coffee. A minute later I realized that Esther had still not gotten off the couch. Actually, she was napping, content and peaceful.
You know what that tells me?
Esther wasn’t franticly waking me up to be let outside.
Esther wasn’t franticly waking me up for food.
Esther wasn’t franticly waking me up for water.
She just wanted to make sure that I was still alive.
Yeah, that makes me smile.
- 2) My dental floss made me smile today.
Not that part.
Made in Ireland?! What?!
Okay, who of you grumpy pants – you who pretend to forget to wear green on St. Patrick’s day – want to tie a bit of this around your finger on March 17th?
This must have been ushered into our home with the aid of a coupon. So fancy.
What else are they making in Ireland (besides sunshine, smiles and the softest grass upon which you could ever tread)?
I’ll tell you what they’re making in Ireland… my honeymoon. woot woot.
awesome!!! what a wonderful place to go for your honeymoon 🙂
Thanks! It was the first place Jordan thought of when I asked him where he wanted to go. We are SO excited. Neither of us have ever even been across the Atlantic, let alone the magical isle of Ireland. 🙂
you guys will have a wonderful time, I just know it … we were so blessed to go there
Esther is the most adorable basset hound ever!
Lambies, they make Lambies in Ireland …
and some of the most wonderful people I know. 🙂
What’s a lambie and should I get one?
Ah ha ha! Really? My mom calls every lamb in the world a “lambie.” But, yes, I think you should get one… instead of a dog. Esther and Beau can herd it. 🙂
no, she can get a rabbit to herd it! seriously! there’s a five year old rabbit that learned to herd sheep, from watching the dog round ’em up … 🙂
there you go, video and all
Anna and Noah do the same thing to me but with one difference…Anna sticks her nose on my lips and then starts licking.
doggie kisses are way different from kitteh kisses …
I know the difference in those kisses. I have had a kitty now for one week. First one in40ty years. Wasn’t ready for the sandpaper tongue!!!!!!!
Love the blog
Awww Esther, she loves you so much! <3