Trick me twice, shame on me…

I love my dog more than words, as you may have picked up from my previous blog posts.

He is a 10 year old bullmastiff x german shepherd who looks and acts a lot like Scooby Doo. He is a big, tall, good looking stallion of a canine, albeit a massive scaredy cat. He is also one the most gentle and timid dogs you have ever met, his nature defying his big tough exterior. He knows that I am the only one that understands that he is really an 80 year old man stuck in a dogs body. I believe he is a sensitive, romantic man, who likes reading poetry, watching rom-coms and long walks along the beach. He has big brown eyes that gaze at me intently at every moment as through he is trying to communicate something really deep and profound. Ok, ok I am stopping, at the risk of sounding like the crazy dog lady… (too late?!)


The first night we moved from his pimping pad in the burbs to our tiny little unit he sat at the end of the bed whimpering, his paw smashing against end of the mattress. This is his code for ‘Let me up’. Being a 10 year old dog that has had not one, but two, knee surgeries his days of jumping up are over. His poor old rickety body just can’t handle it. He has been having a lot of trouble these days getting into the car or ute, climbing onto his bed which is only a couple of inches off the ground and basically just getting around in general. So I got out and awkwardly heaved him onto the bed, it was a new house and a foreign environment so he could come up and spoon mum for the night.


But a sentimental blog about how amazing my wonderful pup is, is NOT the angle I am taking in today’s blog. No, he is a right little shit! Sneaky and conniving little trickster. I am dead impressed with him, I have to say.

Turns out, he may not be as disabled as he is letting on, no sirree bob!

MOB and I have left him home alone a few times, with free reign to the unit. We live across from a massive park and he is getting at least two walks and plenty of loo breaks a day, plus he has the bladder of a camel. Besides with his anxiety levels, he is much more of an inside dog than an outside one, another contradiction to his size.

Well, low and behold, every time we returned home he would stumble out of the bedroom.. blurry eyed with a sheepish grin on his face. The bed still warm from his body. How was he getting onto the bed?! He can’t get up by himself!

So we installed ‘Coop-cam’, set up a video camera to see how he was getting up on the bed with that sore, old and stiff body of his.

Well, see for yourself…


Well played sir! Credit, where credit is due.

He sure had me fooled.

Onward Bound xo

About Onward Bound

After a couple of years of dealing with anxiety and infertility; I quit my job and headed overseas to do my yoga teacher training and travel. Here is my place to share my experiences about life, love, yoga, travel, food & everything else in between. This is my pursuit of happiness. I hope you enjoy xo
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