Ginger’s excited today. This holiday is one she awaits eagerly each year (starting this year, because it’s the first I found out about it and told her; but now that she knows, I know she’s already counting down to next year).
What holiday is so exciting, you might ask, that a dog would nudge one of her people siblings off the computer to post on Facebook about it?
Well, I’ll tell you, but it’s definitely for the dogs.
It’s INTERNATIONAL DOG BISCUIT APPRECIATION DAY! WooHoo!
If you have a dog, like I do, then give them an extra treat today. They’ll appreciate it. The holiday promises this.
Ginger loves her treats and will do just about anything to get one—even post on Facebook. When she was a puppy and I didn’t know what I was doing, I bought expensive, fancy treats for her—ones that looked like little wieners, or that were shaped like Scooby, or that had REAL bacon in them (yeah, right!).
Over time, I’ve learned that Ginger’s favorite dog treats are the cheap ones. Maybe that’s because that’s all I buy her anymore; but whatever the case may be, she goes NUTSO when you dangle an Ol’ Roy in the air above her.
Ginger: Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh boy! Give me my Ol’ Roy.
My boy: Sit, Ginger, sit!
[Ginger obediently sits]
My boy: Now shake, Ginger, shake.
[Ginger wants the treat so bad she shakes with the right paw, then the left, and sometimes is so excited she even tries to shake with both at once to hurry the process along, and ends up falling on the wood floor]
My boy: Good! Now…lay down!
[Ginger lays down…but gets right back up. She wants that treat already and is shaking with anticipation]
My boy: Now Bang, Bang!
[Ginger sits and smiles with her tongue hanging out; some drool falls onto my wood floor]
My boy: Ginger! BANG, BANG!
[Ginger finally realizes she must do something else. She lays down and rolls over like she’s dead, making my boy extremely happy. He claims to have taught her that trick himself.]
My boy: Okay, sit, Ginger!
My boy: [Lifting the treat higher in the air, taunting her with that delicious cardboard scent dog treats have. Finally he has mercy on her] All right, Ginger, get it!
[Ginger jumps in the air—about a half inch off the ground (she inherited her jumping skills from me), and grabs the falling treat from my son’s hand. She then swallows it without even chewing…and is the happiest dog alive]
Happy Dog Biscuit Appreciation Day to ya! Knick Knack, Paddy Wack! Give your dog a bone…this old woman is rolling home.