As we have been emptying out my dad's house in preparation for selling it, a couple of new pieces of furniture have made their way to our bedroom. There's the wing chair that my mother always sat in.....especially at Christmas and other family gathering times. After all, it was in the living room and we hardly ever went in there! I also have a small table that sat next to my dad's chair in the den, the little table where he kept his Bible and other reading materials. This table and chair are now part of my reading corner in our bedroom. However, because the chair is a beautiful paisley fabric, mostly blue, pink and rust in color, it really clashed with the comforter on our bed. So I forced myself (see me smile!!) to get a new comforter. And this new comforter is giving Molly all kinds of grief.
The problem is that Molly is no longer allowed on our bed! That would be the bed that she previously viewed as her own and occasionally allowed us to sleep in! The new comforter is a very pale blue that looks like silk (it's actually polyester) and I would like for it to look new for at least a little while! And doggie noses, doggie hair, doggie scratching around to find the perfect spot......all these things can age my new comforter very quickly. There is also the anticipation of coming surgery and wanting to break the doggie habit of jumping up onto the bed at will in order to ward off the potential disaster of a small dog landing herself right on my surgically-repaired ankle!
So, Molly is now terribly confused and I really think I have hurt her feelings! After all, she has no idea that she is a dog, so limits on her personal freedom make no sense to her at all. A part of me feels really bad about all this, but I also find myself chuckling when I see her sitting on the floor next to the bed and just staring up as if remembering how good life used to be! There's also the part of me that can sympathize with her confusion. There are a lot of things about life that don't make sense to me either!
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