May I just say that I sort of really like this fellow quite a lot? Quite a whole lot?
In fact, quite a whole lot more than just a little? And possibly even just a little more than that?
One of the things I like about him is that he can be serious . . .
or goofy . . .
equally well. (Just like his dad!)
And you know what? Snowy really likes Nathan quite a lot, too. And since Snowy has also attended
obedience school college, he considers himself to be quite the Big Man on Campus. Therefore, he gets a pretty stinkin’ big kick out of hanging out with the College Dude and discussing with him all sorts of important topics, like exams and favorite profs and bad cafeteria food.
You might notice that in this particular photo, Snowy is doing his extra-fervent, canine-sque best to look intelligent and collegiate, just like his big brother. I think he might even be sort of partially succeeding.
Although Snowy is indeed a well-traveled and well-seasoned man of the world, he does occasionally become somewhat puzzled by some of the inexplicable actions of his College Dude Brother.
Do you notice how Snowy is staring fixedly ahead, trying to graciously pretend that he hasn’t noticed that his brother is behaving in a decidedly odd manner? Because Snowy is nothing if not gracious. (Sometimes.)
As Nathan’s shenanigans continue, Snowy makes even more of an effort to gaze interestedly off into the near middle distance, allowing Nathan the privacy of making a goofy fool of himself without any extra sets of eyeballs on him which might possibly bring further embarrassment to his Wacky College Dude Self.
In addition to the aforementioned puzzling behavior of his big brother, Snowy (even with his vast store of wisdom), doesn’t really quite understand why the Big College Dude Man is pretending to squash his cute small self under the weight of his Great Big College Dude Man Elbow. He casts a plaintive and earnest glance in my general direction saying, “Mom? Can you please do something about this fella? He’s buggin’ me here.”
But just about the time I run over to intervene, Nathan is the one who is suddenly gazing off into the middle distance, showing nothing but a sweet, innocent face.
Regardless of all the College Dude Drama that goes on, when the day comes to an end, all is always well between the two of them. They’re just a couple of fellows hanging out on Spring Break--one of them headed toward the matrimonial altar, the other headed away from said altar just as fast as his white fluffy legs will carry him. Because ever since he earned his bachelor’s degree in
obedience school college last summer, he has made it quite plain that he is “not going to marry no womens.” (Which is how he would phrase it.)
So in the meantime, he just sits patiently by the groom-to-be, hoping fervently deep down in his little doggie heart of hearts that he might be asked to (maybe? possibly? please?) be the Best Man at the wedding.
Because isn’t it traditional for a groom to invite a beloved brother to be the Best Man?
Snowy is also truly hoping that he’ll be able to fit any important Best Man Tux Fitting Appointments into his busy napping/peeing/eating/sleeping/barking/snoozing/scratching schedule.
Hmmm. Now that he thinks about it, he might possibly be just too booked up to fit a wedding into his life. His Big Bro might just have to go it alone.
Well, not really alone. . .
Since I’m on the topic of my human (and canine) kids, here are a couple shots of Sarah I took at the beach a couple days ago.
And lastly, my sister is taking my mom in today for a final test to determine whether or not she has lung cancer; she has a mass in one lung which the doctors are calling “highly suspicious.” We should know something within the next couple of days.
Thanks for your thoughts and prayers.