Scottie Dog Giggles

It’s ridiculous enough that Angus insists on sitting on my lap while we are at the park. It’s next level that he laughs while doing it.

Angus is the 3 year old Scottie Dog who I bought for my Mom, who lives with me and is also 100% Scottish. He’s named after my Grandpa’s Grandpa, who was notorious throughout the Highlands of Scotland for being a bugger. His collar is the Clan McGregor plaid, which was my Mom’s maiden name. Pretty thoughtful gift, huh? A nice generational story, right?

It’s amazing how you can bring a little animal into a home with everything planned out, and they say – “um, no.” Baby Angus arrived and immediately assessed the house. He’d go to Grammy for unconditional love & affection, he’d stay away from the teenage boy because he is often grumpy, because – teenager – and me? I’d do EVERTYTHING else:

Feed
Walk
Bath
Vet appts
Trips to the groomer

And the ever present, let dog in – let dog out. I work from home so I take Angus to doggy daycare twice a week for 1/2 days so that I can actually get some work done. So on top of his breed traits of being stubborn & pushy, we now have ‘day care kid’ personality – part of the pack. I live in fear of the neighborhood Ring cameras, daily they see Angus & I out for our afternoon tussle. We don’t go for walks, we go for public power struggles. He LOVES taking me on, he laughs & laughs.

I am known wide & far as Angus’s Mom, sigh. Yes, I now ‘own it’. I am The Mom of the house, all creatures great & small.