Mt. Olympus Boerboel
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Ten Favors a Dog desires from a Man
My life lasts between 10 and 15 years. Every
separation from you means suffering for me.
Think about this before you decide whether or
not to take me.
Give me time to understand what you are asking
from me.
Install confidence in me – I thrive on it!
Don’t be angry with me for long, and don’t lock me
up for punishment! You have your work, your
pleasure, your job (I have only you).
Talk often to me!! Even if I don’t understand the
words, I do understand the tone of your voice.
Know that, no matter how I’m treated, I shall
never forget it.
Keep in mind, before you hit me, that my jaws
could crush the knuckles of your hand with ease
up to 400kg/cm², but I don’t make use of them.
Before you scold me when working with me,
consider: perhaps I am uncomfortable from
digesting my last meal!! Perhaps I was in the sun
for too long; or perhaps I have a worn-out heart.
Take care of me when I'm old, you too are going to
be old one day.
Be with me when my going is rough. Everything is
easier for me when you are beside me.
THE WELCOME
I hear it! I hear the car! HER car! And she's coming this way!
Oh, oh, I must run in and grab a gift! I must greet her with a gift!
Oh, ’BONK’ missed the step. No matter, I must hurry. Move over, doggy door! She's coming, she's coming!
Gift, gift, where, what, oh, oh, oh, ah! A plastic bottle she drinks from, right here on top of the container they call trash!
Oh, perfect.
She's coming, she's coming! Oh, oh, oh...
The door! I hear the door sound that sounds right before she comes in!
Oh, it's OPENING! SHE'S HOME!
Oh, oh, ’wiggle, wiggle, wiggle’ I cannot be still! You're home! And look, look, I have this nice bottle! Oh, oh, you're
home! YOU'RE HOME!
I have missed you so much, you've been gone hours, weeks, days, years! And so much has happened! A dog ran by and I
chewed a tree and Pluto slept under the house and it rained a little!
Oh, oh, oh! You're home, you're home!
And you're touching me! I can't stand it, it's so marvelous! Oh, and you're speaking! “Murble, murble, good boy, murble,
murble.”
YES! Your happy voice. Oh, I'm about to burst! I'm so happy, happy, happy! Yes! I want to jump! I'm not supposed to jump,
but oh, oh, just a little jump!
”Off.”
Darn. Oh, I cannot be still.
I'll roll over and wiggle on my back! Oh, yes! She's rubbing me–my tummy, my head, my sides! Oh, oh,oh.
Now what? Now where's she going? Oh, oh, yes! Back to the room where we sleep at night! Great! It has the big pad we
sleep on and ’L–E–A–P‘ I can get up here close to her.
And here she comes!
Oh, oh, oh! I can stand on my legs and put my paws around her neck and–uh oh. Can't lick with this bottle in my mouth.
But it’s my present to her! Oh, oh, what to do? And she's rubbing me! But I want to lick her, oh, oh, I think I'm about to
burst!
”Off.”
Oh, darn. Drop the bottle. Oh, YES! She’s coming back!
She took off the pieces she puts on her eyes, and I can stand and 'lick, lick' I love you, I love you, I love you, I love ’lick,
lick, lick’ you taste so good, salty, sweet, I love that stuff you smear on your face every day, I love to lick it off, oh, oh, and
you're rubbing me again!
My back, my head, my ears, oh, oh ’lick, lick, lick’. ”Murble, murble, Mickee, good boy, murble, murble.”
”Off.”
Darn.
I will lay here and watch her. Watch her peel her fur–it’s–not. It is very warm. I don’t know because I don’t think. How
does she do that?
And I will get that look on my face that always makes her come and rub me. The look where I roll my eyes up, and keep
my head flat here and she will come...and she's putting on her play skin! YES! We will play–sometime. My tail cannot be
still. I am SO happy, happy, happy.
Now she’s going in the room with the wonderful water bowl! I LOVE that water bowl – always cool, clean water! She'll be
out in just a minute, just a minute, just a.....yes, she's coming! She's here again.
Oh, oh, oh....
Now back to the room with the box that has pictures and sounds. Ah, I know what happens now. Yep, she's laying down
on the big pad there. Now she'll sleep. But that’s okay.
She's HOME!
SHE'S home.
She's home.
And she smells tired. So I will lay beside her here and guard her and wait while she sleeps. And when she wakes up she
won’t smell so tired. And we'll play and play.
S–i–g–h. I’ll just rest with her now, and smell her while she sleeps.
And wait again. For, the next thing that happens, HE'’LL be home.
And then, oh, oh, zzzzzzzzz........
-Written by Jana Mauney
