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Thursday, November 09, 2006

The Scent of Love

Dane is lying on the floor with Donovan standing on top of him, licking his face. Daelyn's shrieking with laughter. He yells, "He just can't get enough of you, Daney."

It's the sad, sad truth. Dane must have some chemical or odor on his skin that Donovan is attracted to, because if he gets anywhere near Dane, he begins to lick him. He licks in his ears, up his nose ... you get the picture.

Donovan, while only 16 inches tall, has very long legs. He's a hunting dog, breeded for digging fox out of their holes, so his paws are HUGE. He has this lo-o-o-o-ong appendage at the end of his legs - the joint that separates his paw from his leg is about 8 inches from the end of the paw. (Perhaps a SLIGHT exageration.)

Several weeks ago, Dane was kneeling on the floor in the den playing. I walked in from the kitchen and noticed Donovan had stood up on his hind legs, put his front paws on Dane's shoulders and was licking his face, head-on. Dane sat quietly while his puppy thoroughly cleaned him. When Dane had had enough, he gently began leaning backwards, trying to break the contact without upsetting Donovan (Daney really is a sweet child). When Donovan realized Dane was trying to pull away, he just slid his legs upward, turned them inward, and wrapped his long paws around Dane's neck, holding it in place. He continued to lick while Dane laughed.

UCK! It's not very smart to open your mouth, even in laughter, while Donovan's licking your face.

The funny thing is, he doesn't do this with anybody else. Deanna tries desperately to get her puppy to love on her. Night before last, I found him on her bed as she was straightening her room, all curled up in a ball. Deanna had a huge smile on her face and was puttering around her room, singing. But the reason for the smile and song was this is unusual. Donovan typically ignores Daelyn and Deanna. He follows me around the house but, when I want lovin' from him, he's never willing to "pony-up".

Who would've thought a dog was fickle. But you'd never know by watching him with Dane.

Gotta get me some of that Dane scent.

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