I am struggling to write in my corner at the café, when Henry walks in on all fours, panting and drooling in the dog days of summer. His body is rock-solid, his mind is in the moment and his soul gongs like a bell. Low to the ground, sweating through the soles of his feet, this canine zen master expertly steers his sniffing honker and undulating tongue, seeking crumbs, mopping the old, wooden floor.
My heart stirs in my tank top.
Henry’s father Dwayne sits down with a coffee, breakfast sandwich and the daily bad news. Henry splays his roasting hulk on the floor below him, his cork-screwed ass brushing Daddy’s tattooed leg.
My writer brain slows.
I drop to the floor on my hands and knees, until I am face-to-face with my hyperventilating bulldog crush; my itchy fingers reach out to paw the punch-drunk glory of his mashed, seen-it-all mug. A shiny string of drool hangs under his jowls, swinging from his thin, black lips, glistening in the fiery sun. I croak
Hey.
Henry looks right into my big, green eyes and sees it all: fears, worries, all pounding heart and roaring fire. I look back into his and fall deep into the cool mountain lake of his soft, brown eyes. The words fall into place. I sink into the moment, and melt.
POSTSCRIPT: Dwayne turned me on to the fascinating research of an American scientist who wanted to know if his dog actually loved him or just wanted to score his next meal.
Dr. Brian Hare built a mock-up of an MRI machine and trained his pooch to sit in it for twenty minutes, strapped down so he wouldn’t move. When the dog was ready for the real MRI, he was given a swab of the doctor’s (his Daddy’s) smell. What happened inside his skull is what dog lovers worldwide already know: the love and attachment area of his doggy brain, the same part of the brain in humans – lit up – proving for once and for all the interconnectivity between people and dogs. Now, I know for sure that when Henry looks into my eyes and I look into his, we both feel the hug.
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In tribute to the joy that Henry and his step-sister Victoria bring everyone they meet, I shot HOT DOGS, my first video for the internet, in one overheated take, with the help of the sibs and my in-house music composer. Please put on your headphones or speakers to get the full effect of their panting, drooling glory. Support BTF, spread the love and share, share, share!
For the latest about Henry, click right here.
Enjoy more stories about the unforgettable characters I get to meet in My Café, a new series about the very special place where I am privileged to write.
Special thanks to Dwayne Albert for his patience and good humor.
For more about Dr. Hare and Dognition, click here.
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21 Responses to Hot Dogs!
Love your new site, but miss your red header! I’m sure it’s a work in progress.
Puppy love is the very best especially when it’s a canine cutie!
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What new site?!!
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I bet it was my poor internet connection that didn’t load it. Sorry if I gave you a heart attack!
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This is lovely. So cool to hear about that MRI exam. (And I’m impressed the dog could stay in it that long. Those things can be noisy!)
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I now make sure to look Henry deep in the eyes every time we meet.
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OMG, the soundtrack on the video is HILARIOUS!!!!
And the writing, as always…. great.
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My in-house composer had great fun writing/singing it. NDG!!
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Without the scientific proofevn, I have always known that dogs communicated through their eyes and actions. The best thing about doggie friends, they do not spread gossip! like your column!
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I call it as I see it. Welcome to BTF, William!
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That video made my day. I loved it so much. The panting, the shooting, the music! Ez
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At first I was upset to see my bulldog pals pant, as if they couldn’t catch their breath. But once I understood it was how they expel heat, I was captivated, hooked. Thanks, Ez!
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Thanks for the reblog!
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Whew. I like that Brownie troupe. If that had been around when I was a kid, I’d have joined. In spite of the uniforms.
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I always thought of the uniforms as wearing chocolate.
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I have a chocolate lab. Her name is Chloe. I feel nothing, and I mean NOTHING, but love from her. I had never heard the story about the MRI but I can certainly believe it. Can you imagine what kind of world we would live in if we all loved as unconditionally as dogs do? My best to the handsome Henry!
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Henry suggests that we follow in his footsteps and let it all, love especially, hang out. Best to you and Chloe!
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Brenda, the expressions on those doggy faces are pure love. Shared this for my dog loving friends and family on FB.
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We have a lot to learn from dogs. Thanks for sharing, Jill!
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