Arthur is a wonderful three-year-old Welsh Corgi, and he adds lots of adventure and love into out daily lives. He loves my husband Ralph and makes sure to spend time with me, too. He adored our Corgi Rhonda who we lost a month ago. She was just shy of sixteen, and her feisty personality drew Artie to her.
Sunday was a bad day for Arthur. The dogs had breakfast and we sent Merri and Arthur out in the backyard while Ralph filled the bird feeders. Then Ralph and Artie went for their morning walk, but the rain made it a fairly short walk. I left for a manicure and Ralph went upstairs to his office for a Zoom church session.
When I came home, I had a bag of blueberry muffins in my hand, but Arthur wasn’t interested in the food. I should have known he had to go out. He went to the front door, but I ignored his fairly plain request to go outside again. I came into the den and settled at my laptop to begin some unfinished work. Before I opened Word to begin writing, my husband came into the room. “I lost the Internet connection.” I checked mine, and sure enough, no Internet. “The router is dead,” Ralph told me. Then I heard. “ARTIE!”
To my chagrin and my husband’s anger, I saw a small puddle on the floor next to the router. I couldn’t believe it. Artie had lifted his leg on the router. It could not have been purposeful, right? Ralph cleaned up the mess and thoroughly washed the router. After that he used a hair dryer to dry the workings, inside and out. Amazingly, the router worked again! Ralph ignored Arthur for several hours. The poor dog followed him around with his head down and his ears back. He was finally forgiven. (We moved the router off the floor to a new location that was Arthur-proof.)
Fast forward to Monday. I was writing and snacking on a few marshmallows. I gave half a marshmallow to Arthur and made a trip to the dentist for an appointment at 6:30. Ralph had left for ham radio testing. I returned home and let the dogs out. When they came in, Arthur jumped up on the couch beside me. He seemed to have acquired a large burr that was tangled in his ruff. I went to pull it out. Oh, no! It was the marshmallow! Artie sometimes plays with his food before eating it. He’ll toss it in the air and often roll on it, usually with his head first. It took a lot of snips to cut the marshmallow out of his hair. I think he was relieved.
Bad things come in threes – so far, so good for today. But I wonder….
Oh, Artie. I’m sure he misses Rhonda, but when Ralph ignored him, that must have hurt. I want to be one of your loved corgis. Mischievous as they can be, they are family. I loved these snapshots.
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Love to see you here, Diane. Yes, these dogs are family, and we love them to pieces! Let’s both continue to slice on Tuesdays. I am going to commit to doing that!
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Love this, Lynne. Pets can be as bad if not worse than children at times. Our cats have ways of showing they are annoyed with us or just impatient. Even though we get angry when they look at you and give you those eyes you just can’t stay angry for long.
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I know, Bob. No matter what Arthur does, he is always forgiven. Ralph made a fuss over him later that day. He is a character, for sure, but he adds something to our days that I am sure we would dearly miss without him!
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Artie is adorable even though he’s a little naughty!
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Most of the time, he is a good dog, but when he is naughty – he is very, very naughty!
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I had to check this post out after our phone call.
Oh, Arthur!
MARSHMALLOWS!?!?!?
Was the photo taken before or after his trim?
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I have learned my lesson. I will not share marshmallows with him again. That photo was taken in winter. I wasn’t smart enough to take some pictures of his marshmallow “doo” before or after. I need to learn to keep my cell phone handy!
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I spit my tea out when I visualized Artie lifting his leg … how perfect! I think it was completely purposeful. I am convinced these dogs are in charge of us. I am glad it was fixed and not too much trouble. It does look like #3 is on its way. Thanks for the laugh.
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Clare, I do not remember seeing Ralph so angry at him. Ralph spent an hour on the router, and I am surprised he got it to work. I agree with you. Our dogs are fully in charge. When Ralph tries to read the newspaper, Artie jumps from the loveseat onto the recliner, crashing through the newspaper. He pushes his head on our cell phones and books we are reading. After breakfast, he demands his morning walk. He does keep us from becoming couch potatoes, and when he cuddles, he melts our hearts!
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Artie is a smart dog! I can’t believe (but can because dogs are smart) the router part!! You captured Artie’s series of events in a way that was so enjoyable to read.
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