It’s time to let you in on a little secret. I’m not entirely convinced that Tavish is a dog.
That’s right. I’ve long suspected that he’s actually a Mogwai. (For those of you who are not as nerdy and/or obsessed with pop culture – particularly of the 80s variety – as I am, a Mogwai is an adorable little thing that turns into a Gremlin if you aren’t careful.)
Now, I’ve never tried to feed him after midnight, but he sure does hate getting wet. He loathes going out in the rain and often has to be carried out to do his business. Once, he gave me a dirty look when I accidentally dripped water on him while I was doing the dishes. Water is obviously the enemy.
My favorite example, however, happens multiple times per day. When he drinks from his water bowl, he stands far away from it, and stretches as far as his little legs will take him in order to reach the bowl. When he’s done, he backs away quickly as if the water bowl is going to suck him inside, casting suspicious glances at it the whole time.
In short, he’s kind of bizarre.
(Okay, can we stop for a moment and briefly discuss this “after midnight” nonsense? Isn’t it always after midnight, in a way? At what point does the clock switch back to “before midnight” for feeding purposes? I’m kind of concerned that I’ll turn Tavish into an actual Gremlin someday simply because I don’t quite understand the rules.)
Anyway, based on his hatred of water, I’m convinced that he’s either a Gremlin or distantly related to the Wicked Witch of the West. The jury’s still out.
Does your dog have any quirky confessions? Is Tavish just an adorable weirdo?
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