Today I met a dog named Noah.*
For a little dog he was pretty cute. I think he was a Shih-tsu but he was almost completely black. He had very big brown eyes and a squishy pigface button nose.
I was taking my lunchtime walk on the little trail by my office and his owner was walking him. Owner said "hi" as I walked by; pretty standard.
Then this poor little dog heard me speak and decided they were following me now. So then I had to kneel down and meet him. I didn't want to be rude...
In a nutshell this is what happens when I'm alone and I see a dog. I try to play it cool, but on the inside I'm even more excited than they look. Meeting new dogs is like a billion times better than meeting new people.
I politely smile and say, "hello" but on the inside this is happening: "Omg that person has a dog. That's a nice looking dog. Awwww... He's wearing a vest... That's so cute! I want to get a vest for my dog... When I get a dog. I should get Chase a vest. Do they make super triple-wide vests for gargantuan dogs? Maybe I can just get him a men's vest. It would fit him. Man, I want a dog. Oooh the dog noticed me! He's coming over... Be cool, man. You don't want to come on too strong; it freaks the people out. Can I pet the dog? I want to pet the dog. I'm gonna pet the dog. Yesss this is going so well right now."
Then I actually start talking to the dog and I sound like a crazy person. Good thing I was wearing nice clothes today or the owner might have thought I was one of the homeless people that lives by the creek.
I meet dogs like dogs meet rawhide bones.
But have to I internalize the crazy eyes because I don't want to put off the people and decrease my chances of playing with the dog.
When I meet new people I never remember their names after hearing them once. I remember their pets' names, though. I don't even have to have met them.
My life basically revolves around getting to interact with animals.
I don't always like other people that much, as a group. Actually, if I have to meet a group of new people all at once I really kind of need to be on Xanax because my anxiety skyrockets. I can handle up to three new people at once. More than that and I shut down.
But if you put me in a pen full of dogs or cats or rabbits I become the happiest and most comfortable person in the world.
Man, I need to work at a zoo or something.
That being said, I REALLY want to meet and be friends with an elephant. I feel like we'd get along. That feeling is mostly based on how much I love them and obsess over them, but that doesn't mean we couldn't or wouldn't be friends. The only problem is that when I finally do meet an elephant I'm going to be Kristen Bell the first time she met a sloth.
If that happens, I hope the elephant comforts me. And then I ride it into the sunset and we live happily ever after.
*Isn't that the cutest little doggy name? He was no Ryan Gosling, but he was still very sweet.