I didn’t even have to call his name or need to give my usual whistle to get him to come inside. In fact, as soon as I pulled the back door open the small, fluffy dog ran past me in a flash.
He sat down but kept his eyes on me. He spoke no words, but I could almost hear him say, ‘A little help here!’ as I surveyed our current situation.
The dog, who is quite used to playing dress up and typically not phased by the different outfits he sports, even seemed to feel little awkward about today’s apparel.
As I studied him, I noticed the familiar sounds of a neighbor’s lawnmower outside, and instantly I felt a twinge of embarrassment myself.
“Who put my underwear on the dog?” I called out already knowing the answer.
“It was me!” the littlest one of the bunch answered sounding quite proud.
“I don’t want my underwear on the dog!” I said with authority but also with a hint of did I really just say that out loud? in my voice.
Puzzled she asked, “Why? Because you don’t like to share?”
“No! Well, yes! You shouldn’t share your underwear with anyone!” I instructed.
“Not even your very own dog?” she squeaked.
“Especially not your dog!” I exclaimed.
“But he’s embarrassed to be naked!” she said with genuine concern.
“No he isn’t! He’s a dog!” I said still coming to grips with the fact that this was a conversation that I needed to have with my daughter.
“Look at his face, Mom! He looks embarrassed!” she pleaded.
I did a double take…was he blushing?
“Well, maybe he’s embarrassed because he was wearing my underwear!” I said trying to steer the misunderstanding in my favor.
“He shouldn’t feel embarrassed!” she said with true sympathy in her voice. She turned to the dog and lovingly said, “Everyone wears underwear, boy!” With that she gave the dog a quick pat on the head, and he did his best to wag his tail as she skipped away leaving me with a final thought, “Okay Mom! Good talk! I just want you to remember sharing is caring…”
Parenting: 50% teaching lessons you never knew you needed to teach someone, 49% having most of those lessons twisted around and thrown back in your face and 1% chasing a dog who is wearing your underwear.
I’m not sure if I should be proud that my daughter is such a problem solver, using a hair band to secure my granny-style animal print undies to the dog, or worried that the dog didn’t want me to take them off….maybe a little of both? And is it just me or does he reminds anyone else of Borat in the second picture?
Oh, and no need to call PETA. The dog actually seeks out the little one who is constantly dressing and doting on him. You can click here to see how he’s adjusting to her being in Kindergarten all day.