Friday, May 17, 2013

Dog Written in Dog Hair



So last week I trimmed the dog. Well, sort of. I tried, if that means anything, although probably not to her. She is mincing around the house looking embarrassed. Can't say I blame her. She looks like Grandma's old fur coat, the one that was accidentally stored in a moth's nest.

When I was done there was a pile of hair bigger than the actual dog. I gathered it up and threw it outside thinking the local robins could use it to build their nests. I imagined it being carried on the wind, like a loved one's last remains over ocean waves, winsome tufts of Misty hair blowing on the breeze, but it merely fell to the grass in sodden clumps.

Perhaps the rain was to blame.

That was then. Today I was hanging out the laundry and I glanced down at the clumps of dog hair, still lying exactly where they had been unceremoniously dumped a week ago.

"That's disgusting," I said to myself, pretending someone else had dumped dog hair on the front lawn. "I wonder what kind of an idjit would do a thing like that?"

Then I gasped.

Written in the dog hair, as clear as any picture of Jesus on any wall of any Tim Horton's, was the word dog.

What does this mean? Is it a message? Is "Somebody" trying to tell me something? Did you know God is dog spelled backwards? Maybe I should call someone ... like the National Enquirer ... or the Pope.

I've always laughed at the weird places people see images of Jesus. There's a good link here on Momlogic and a pretty horrifying group of photos (including a close-up of a dog's butt) on  The Frisky. But I googled "dog written in dog hair" and came up with bupkis.

What can this possibly mean??????

28 comments:

  1. Poor doggie...

    "What did I do to deserve a trimming?"

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    1. She panted! And panted! And panted some more! lol

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  2. I can't see it!! Yeah my dogs are blowing their coats too. It clogs my vacuum and no how much I brush, I can't get it all. Everyone's telling me to invest in a Furminator.

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    1. Look again! At the top, in the centre. The 'o' and 'g' are perfect .. the 'd' is a little harder. My friend was here when I saw it and I said, "C'mere" and dragged her over. "Whaddya see?" I asked.
      "Dog," she replied, and then added, "that's fecking creepy."

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  3. It means the garden gnomes got drunk again and decided to mess with you. Do not take this lying down.
    ;)

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    1. Fecking gnomes. They're agents of the devil, I swear.

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  4. All dogs go to Heaven? I don't know what it means!

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    1. I had a dog, once upon a time, that ate the furniture, peed on my wedding dress and crapped everywhere but outside. I do not think he went to heaven... but if he did there is hope for me!

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  5. It means someone did that and is hiding behind a tree giggling.

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    1. Actually it looks like a heel print to me....check the bottom of your shoe.

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    2. I've got too much dog crap on my heel to see anything else...

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  6. Yeah... I got nothing. I once found a potato chip in the perfect shape of a heart. I showed Tony, and asked him if it was a sign that the universe thought I needed more love in my life.

    He ate the chip.

    *sigh*

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    1. Maybe he loved you so much that he wanted to "internalize" that love... and if it didn't work out, well, these things have a way of "working themselves out." (Did I just write that? Ermagherd...)

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  7. I am reminded of the dyslexic agnostic insomniac... he stayed up all night wondering if there really is a dog.

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  8. Tim, you beat me to it!!

    Cat

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    1. Hey, Cat. I've always liked that joke. Besides, I didn't want to admit that all I see in that picture is a clump of hair. The word dog in there? It must be like those stereograms that were so popular for a while. I had the hardest time seeing those too....

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    2. It's there, I swear!!!! Cat can't see it because it says dog, not cat. It would be a disloyalty to her species if she saw dog.
      (I've always wanted people to call me Cat ... it's sort of feline and sexy, you know? As opposed to the homemaker-dewey-eyed image conjured up by Cathy)

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  9. Well, this whole conversation is going to the dogs. But I'll Bear-up, and add that thought.

    Thinking.

    Thinking.

    "This is all too difficult for me!" said the Bear, as he trundled out.

    Blessings and Bear hugs!
    Bears Noting
    Life in the Urban Forest (poetry)

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    1. It was difficult, Bear! Don't blame you for trundling!

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  10. If only I could knit, I could knit another cat from the mouldy moulters cast offs. And I think it was designed to make you feel mean, and untidy. Dogs (and cats) are cunning that way. With the far too willing assistance of the gnomes.

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    1. I can't knit either. I was thinking of Krazy Glueing the hair together into a quilt, though. Whaddya think?

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    2. Surely you can think of someone you could give a dog moult/trim scarf to? Why stop at a quilt though, with a little glue (and you could add sequins too) the high fashion world would be at your feet...

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  11. I don't see it. I wish I could--I was never good at blurring my eyes and seeing hidden pictures.

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    1. It's at the top, Susan, in a roundish sort of roundy thing. The d is a little hard to see but the o is clear. Try again!

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  12. I am making my pilgrimage...

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  13. Taking that photo is wrong on so many levels

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