She will ONLY drink water out of her blue bowl.
Why? I don't know. Her white bowl seems perfectly fine to me.
She's determined to get her choppers on my chopper guard.
I grind my teeth at night, so I have to wear a mouth guard. Maisy knows which drawer I keep it in & she'll come sit in the bathroom, while I get ready for bed. When my hand starts going towards the drawer, she practically beats me down, to get to it.
She thinks that when we open the refrigerator door, it's to get cheese out for her.
About a year ago, we started giving her a piece of fat-free cheese as a treat, because as you know, she's fat. We figured cheese was healthier than her fatty dog treats. Except that she knows where we keep the cheese & when she's sees us headed to the fridge, she does her best to position herself in between us & the cheese, so that we can't close the door without noticing her, staring lovingly at what we now refer to as "doggie crack".
She will only allow us to trim her nails if we feed her cheese in the process.
Why? See the above explanation.
She can smell chocolate milk, even if she's outside, at the other end of the yard.
Not only is Maisy a cheese addict, she also LOVES chocolate milk. She can be outside, doing her own thing, while inside, one of us is pouring some milk. In about 5 seconds flat, we'll hear a WHAM. That's Maisy throwing herself at the back door, wanting in to beg for milk.
She LOVES her heart worm pill.
We keep them on top of the refrigerator & she knows that. When she sees me reaching for them, she starts licking her lips, in anticipation. I break it in half for her because they're so big. When she's finished, she'll smell the floor, the counter top & my hand for more.
She prefers to sleep under the covers.
Whether it's our bed, the guest bed or her bed, she loves to bury herself under the blankets. We don't discourage it because I think it's cute. If she gets too hot or can't breathe, she comes out. The 1st time she did it at Matt's mom's house, though, Matt's mom thought Maisy suffocated herself. She got under the covers during the night & when Betty Jo woke up, she noticed Maisy hadn't moved. She said she touched Maisy with her foot & when she didn't move, she got scared. But, about 10 seconds later, Maisy popped up & came out. I guess I should have warned Betty Jo about that.
When she's out of food or water, she pushes her bowls, into the china cabinet to get our attention.
She started this when she was a puppy. We affectionately call this form of communication, "Pulling a Snoopy". Because you know, Snoopy's a Beagle & he pushes his food dishes around.
Her greatest joy in life is getting to go in the garage.
She loves running around the garage to take stock of any new bugs or trash that might be in there since her last visit. We usually have to bribe her back inside with cheese.
She's the sweetest, most lovable, most patient dog I know.
I love when I get home in the afternoon's & she jumps all over me & gives me tons of kisses because she's missed me while I was at work. I love it when she sits in Matt's chair with me & curls up, with her paws underneath her & her head under the curve of my knee. I love how she smells after she's been asleep. I love how she lays on my feet while I scrapbook. I love how she's so patient with little kids. She has NEVER tried to bite or snap or growl at a child.
But, mostly, I love her because she's a part of our little family. She belongs here with us. If we didn't have her, our lives wouldn't be as exciting. I can't wait to see how she reacts when we finally have a baby. I really feel like she'll be big buds with her little brother or sister.
She's my girl & I love her with my whole heart.