the dog

Meet "the dog", "nubbie", "nubs" or "fatz". Before I even met Nate he told me about his dog. I could tell he really loved his dog. Nate wanted our first meeting to be a hike in the mountains with his dog. I suggested meeting for lunch without the dog. For one thing many people judge a person based on how their "best friend" reacts to that person. The idea of a dog made me nervous. I'm not really into animals. I don't want to pet them and I don't like it when they lick me. But, here I am 17months later with a dog. I still don't pet him, unless I wash my hands immediately after, but I love him.

He follows me everywhere. He sits outside of the bathroom door when I shower. He sleeps at my feet under the table. He follows me upstairs and down. He wakes me up in the morning when he has determined that I have over slept. After a game of fetch with Nate, the dog runs inside up to me as if to tell me how much fun he just had. If I sit outside with Nate during a game of fetch, the dog drops the ball at my feet hoping I will throw the next one. I don't deserve the love he gives me, but I like it.