The other day, I heard someone say, “You get the dog you need, not the dog you want.” Considering I never wanted a dog in the first place, I must have needed Nellie.
She is an old English Yorkshire terrier with a terrifying bark and plenty of other talents. Unlike those pesky pooches that fetch your slippers or detect your tumors before you do, my dog does impersonations.
She can moo like a cow when she whines. She can snore like my husband when she sleeps. But best of all, she can imitate Harrison Ford. I never know when she will do this. But once in a while, when her fur is all gruffy, she gets this twinkle in her eye and kooky half-smile on her face. And I think, if only she had a brown Stetson fedora, she’d look just like Indiana Jones.
This always makes me laugh – something I need to do more often.