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Marilyn L Martin

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Fifteen Minutes of Fame
1/26/2006 1:19:12 AM
By Marty Becker, D.V.M. I dashed out an exit at O'Hare International Airport in Chicago and ran towards a waiting cab. I was greeted by a cab driver with a three-day-old beard, an old baseball cap and arms the size of tree trunks. As he tossed my bags into the trunk, he spotted my luggage tags and said, "What kind of doctor are you?" "A veterinarian," I said. Instantly, his grizzled face broke into a smile. This happens to veterinarians all the time, as people love to talk about their pets. The doors slammed, he put the car into gear and hit me with this opening salvo, "My wife claims I love my toy poodle Missy more than I love her. Just once, she wants me to be as excited to see her as I am Missy. But Doc, it ain't gonna happen. Ya see, when I get home from a long day in the cab, dead tired, I open the door and there are the two of them looking at me, Ma and Missy. Ma has a scowl on her face and is ready to tear into me. Missy, on the other hand, is shaking all over, she's that happy - her face is grinning so wide, she could eat a banana sideways. Now who do you think I'm going to run to?" I nodded my head in agreement because I understood his point only too well. He loved his wife, but he simply wanted permission to savor his fifteen minutes of fame. Everybody gets fifteen minutes of fame once in his lifetime. We pet owners get our fifteen minutes every time we come home – or even return from the next room. A few days after I saw the cab driver in Chicago, I returned home. I was tired from my travels and looking forward to seeing my family. Pulling into the driveway, I peered through the windshield, straining to catch a glimpse of my loved ones. My two children, Mikkel and Lex, are very close to good ol' dad, but I didn't see their faces pressed against the window looking for me. Nor did my beloved wife, Teresa, come running in super slow motion across the yard, arms open wide ready to embrace me. But I didn't despair. I knew I was still wanted, a Hollywood heartthrob, hometown hero to my two dogs: Scooter, a wirehaired fox terrier, and, Sirloin, a black Labrador retriever! As soon as I exited the pickup, Sirloin and Scooter charged to meet me. Their love-filled eyes danced with excitement, and their tail turbochargers whipped them into a delighted frenzy of fur. Was this affection-connection routine, or ho-hum for me? Was I cool, calm and collected? Heck no. I turned into a blithering idiot as I got out of my truck and rushed to meet the hairy-princess, Scooter, and Sirloin, the fur-king. There I stood, all these false layers stripped away, masks removed and performances cancelled. It was my true self. Extra pounds, bad-hair day, angry people, travel strains, no matter. Scooter and Sirloin came to the emotional rescue and allowed me to drink in the sheer love and joy of the moment. I was drunk with contentment. I was glad this took place in the privacy of my own home. What happened next might have spoiled my polished professional image. I immediately smiled, and raised my voice an octave or two, exclaiming, "Sirloin, yuz is daaaaddy's boy, aren't ya?" And, "Scooter have you been a good girl today? Yeah, you have, you've been a goooood girl!!" They responded by turning inside out with delight, pressing themselves against my legs and talking to me. I felt as if I could tap directly into their wellspring of positive, healing energy. Gee, it was great to be home! I bounded up the steps to find the rest of the family, heart open, stress gone and spirits restored by my fifteen minutes of fame. -------------------------------------------- Marilyn L. Ali
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Re: Fifteen Minutes of Fame
1/26/2006 9:35:58 AM
Hi Marilyn, Oh my. This really hits home. I had to put my wonderful "Lucky" down yesterday. He was a border collie and had lived to be 15 years old. He was a great dog, funny, frustrating, loving and loony. But it was always so great to know there was always somebody that was so excited to see me. I will truly miss him. Your Good Friend Deborah
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Re: Fifteen Minutes of Fame
1/26/2006 6:25:43 PM
Hi Marilyn, As a dog owner, I can really relate to this! Even if I'm only out the door for 5 minutes, my dogs welcome me like I've been gone for days when I come back in! They are a real joy and forgive me for everything. God bless, Dave
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Re: Fifteen Minutes of Fame
1/26/2006 8:38:10 PM
Hello Marilyn! :-) Coool story my friend. It reminds me of the when my Ex and I owned a Yorkie. I don't like having dogs in the house or even in the city. I think a dog should have room to run around in like they can out in the country so I didn't want a dog. But my Ex wouldn't quit till I gave into her. Well, I wasn't too happy about having the dog in the house so I would ignore it but the darn dog was determined to win my love. When I got home from work the dog would be waiting for me at the door excited as could be. I would get home and I would ask the dog, "What are excited about?". She would bark back while hopping up and down. I would then ask her, "Are you excited to see me?", and she would bark even louder. I kept it up by asking her "Are you really really excited to see me?", she would just keep getting louder and more excited. I couldn't help but take a liking to the dog with all that love that she was dishing out. LOL ;-) John Sanchez My Blogs
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1/26/2006 8:58:40 PM
HI Deborah, I am so sorry to hear about your dog! I understand the feeling completely. My favorite kind of dogs are Yorkies, and I have had 2 pure breeds in the last 8 years. My first one, "Boo" was his name, slipped out of the house, ran straight into the street, and a car hit him. He didn't die, but he had a massive head injury, not to mention other injuries as well. Talking with the vet he said it was best to just put him down, so we did. It was devastating to me. Then I got another Yorkie about 2 years later, "Boo II". He looked identical to my first one, so I named him the 2nd. He had the cutest and sweetest personality. Everyday when I would come home from work he would sit at the top of the stairs barking, wagging his little tail, and going crazy...he was so happy to see me. I would always walk up the stairs, and as I would walk up them I would be talking to him like he was my little baby. As I would near the top I would get down on the stairs and let me kiss me, and I would hug him before I even would get off the stairs. He literally learned how to smile at me. I know it sounds crazy, but you would have to see him, it was sooooo cute and funny! I was so shocked the first time he did it, but I guess he learned to do it by seeing me smiling at him when I came home everyday. My son thought I was crazy when I told him, until one day he finally started doing it to my son too! My son got quite a kick out of it, not to mention the fact that he was in total shock that the dog could actually smile like Mom said. It was the greatest thing to be welcomed home by him. I miss my Yorkies so much. I hope to get another one of these days. Thanks for sharing! Marilyn
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