Thus when my parents-in-law announced they had a kitten, I thought maybe she would be something like June. Hmm...not exactly. She's a pretty cat with a nice meow, but I need to be on high alert when I play with her. It normally takes about 10 maybe 15 seconds before the claws come out.
Anyway, after about the 10th or the 20th near miss, I began to wonder how much attention Danny could handle, and what he would do when he's had enough.
Well, I took the advantage of a lazy Sunday morning to try and figure it out. It was raining a bit, so I was stuck at home and Danny was leashed up indoors while we had breakfast. I took a quick glance at the clock (11.05am - yes breakfast at 11, I did say it was a lazy morning) and headed towards him. He sat up right away with an expectant hopeful look. Today, I would not disappoint him, I thought with glee.
I start by rubbing his head, then his back. Then he rolled over so I could scratch his tummy. After a while, I sat him up and started all over again.
This went on for about half and hour until it finally hit me that I need to get on with life.
So I stood up much to Danny's dismay...
"What? That's it?"
...That same astounded look followed me down the stairs.
"You're really leaving???"
The experiment may have failed but I have come to the conclusion that Danny has Attention Deficit Disorder - he's always in deficit of attention regardless of how much he gets.
It's a hypothesis that warrants further testing should I have another boring day, but until then, ADD Type D (for Danny) it is!
2 comments:
I have not met any dog that gets tired of attention...
Usually they leave if they get distracted by something or someone. I just keep thinking that there must be a limit...will let you know if I find one!
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