Every morning frida does her morning stretches...
Forward, then backward.... Pulling her legs together to turn her spine...
Then curls up to catch her tail... She does it, defying all norms... Every time.
Then it is time to lie in her back... And stretch all four paws as far as possible... Time for morning ritual number 2. With that much yoga my dog should never have a bowel problem.
Move over ram dev.. Time for sadhvi frida
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
Frida - The yoga dog
Frida's morning ritual
After a good night's sleep who doesn't like a little cosying up and cuddling in the morning?
Frida, it seems, has taken a special liking to cuddling.... Right in the morning she sneaks up between me and stupendous man.... Finds a sweet spot where she buries her head... And catches a few more hours of sleep right on top of my covers...
You move and she moans in agony of how she is being disturbed....
The tragedy of having a baby is that you know that she is comfortable, you are not.. And yet you don't move an inch so she could lie in a lil longer
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
When Frida met the horse
While walking in the park today, frida saw a horse carriage passing by.
Now horse carriages have a unique sound in india. A mix of the rhythmic trot and bells and an occasional 'hat hat' that encourages the horse the move forward.
Frida kept staring at the horse trotting by. No stick, toy or even food might have moved her from her position then.
Fascination glowing in her brown eyes, she suddenly realised she needs to bark at this big thing that is swishing its tail at her... And bark she did. So much that the entire neighbourhood joined in the chorus. It was almost as of she was informing them about this new animal she has discovered...
The only problem being that most of the other dogs had seen horses before, since there is a community centre doubling up as a wedding hall nearby... So they got bored and decided to bark at frida instead. Who got pissed or scared, said enough is enough and hid behind me...
Horses aren't worth it...
Friday, April 17, 2015
Which animal is Frida?
My darling dog is Gemini on the inside. She has multiple personality disorder and can't decide which animal she is on different occasions.
When she is eating, she is a shark.
When she is running, she is a horse
When she decides she wants to come and meet you she becomes a bull charging you and hitting you right in your gut. In case of the target being stupendous man, then it is his balls she decides to punch.
She easily shifts to being a cow around soft juicy grass
And she can laze like a slug ( as she is doing now as I write this)
There are other animals inside her... Will keep writing as they appear.
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
When Frida decides she needs petting
Having a dog is immensely satisfying. After a tiring day, you come back to someone who looks as if you coming is a party.
Apparently not a good thing with dogs. It increases separation anxiety. But once she calms down and I pet her, she licks me all over the face. Delhi traffic craziness forgotten in a second...
She still follows me around till I give her a nice belly rub.... The cute thing is how lately she has realised that lying down as soon as I get in is the easiest way to catch my attention... She is smart...
Already knows the sit, down, and come commands. Trying to reach her rollover... Let's see how long that takes... Rest of them were easy