The Little Bear Dog Blog

If it’s true what people say about ending up looking like you’re dog I’m in trouble.  In fact I’m in line for a beard and more hair in my ears than any clippers could cope with!  So I’m hoping that that old chestnut isn’t true. But it is true that people and dogs form incredibly close bonds.

This was brought home to me last night when I was caught by an attack of what Holly Go Lightly would call the mean reds.  A bit like the blues but grumpier, I huffed and puffed around the house and gave Other Half a hard time about the junk in his office (which to be fair is none of my business). Worth his weight in gold and with the patience of a saint he offered coffee and hugs and let the storm cloud rumble.

My bad mood might have gone on longer if we hadn’t suddenly noticed the look on LBs face.  Usually flat-out and snoring on the sofa of an evening he was sat right in front of me staring up into my face with an expression that was just a shade away from panic.  Eyes wide and ears flopped out to the side of his head he looked how I felt – miserable.

I slunk onto the floor and sat cross-legged as he scurried to fit himself into the hollow of my lap, his head on my tummy so that he could keep watching me.  This was his favourite spot as a puppy – a sort of leg bed to snuggle him on all sides but with the benefit of two free hands to tickle and stroke his head at the same time.

“Looks like we’ve got another B for him” said OH. “Barometer Bear.”

He’s right. LB had been my shadow all day and despite two lovely walks, had been quieter than usual. We’re not shouty types so there were no raised voices or cross words to upset him, just it appears my deteriorating mood in general.  Poor Little Bear.

The leg bed, two gravy bones (for LB not me!) and a game of fetch soon cheered us both up.  And of course, Other Half now has a great new line guaranteed to work every time “Lighten up Hun, you’re upsetting the dog!”