posted on Dec, 17 2016 @ 10:37 PM
I talk in weird ways for my own amusement. Typically, i try to amuse myself and if anyone else is amused, then bully for them. Turning words into
nouns is something my whole family has started doing.
Its most prevalent with Samby, our most recent dog companion. He was a shelter dog for his whole life of 18 months, so melted quickly into our dog
loving family. And he's a really good dog. He needs his affection, like he's catching up on lost time. So about every 10 minutes or so he'll
come put his front paws in your lap to get his pets. He'll circulate around the room, going to each person collecting the pets they have for him.
Pets are his currency, and he collects his taxes in a timely manner.
Him and the youngest boy (an adult) will roll around and play in the floor. It always ends up with Samby chewing on my sons arm or hand. He likes
giving some chews and playing bites. I don't know why the arm and hand. Maybe he tastes like sausage.
Sasha, my rather plump little black weiner dog, always keeps a few sits in my lap for when she needs one. Samby, on the other hand, tends to leave
all of his sits on top of my foot. Big lard plops down on my foot when i switch his pets for scratches. He settles in for the long haul.
All this started when my youngest son was a baby. He was learning English (or, learning to talk, however you wanna look at it) and would call food
"bites". Drinks were "cups". So he'd say stuff like "Good bites" or "Good cup" when he liked his snack or refreshment.