When I pick a book to read or a movie to watch, I try not to be too selective about my choice. Of course, there are some genre (romance, westerns, etc) I'll probably never go to, but that's typically because I've never enjoyed those much. Other than that restriction, I try not to not sample a book or movie, even if the subject matter is heavy. With one exception. I absolutely cannot read a book that has a dog on its cover or watch a movie whose main character is a furry four-legged animal. I already know what comes at the end of most of these books/movies - the dog dies. Just as it would in real life but I didn't want to read/watch about it. And I would stick to that through the rest of my life.
|("I hate moving! They even|
reduced my crate to a rubble. Let me
get my scent on this comforter
so that they won't move this.")
That is, until two days ago when the husband finally managed to get me to watch Marley and Me. I had never even watched the trailer of this movie (probably because I knew there was no way I was going to watch it) and was quite surprised to see that there was a lot of dog humor in this movie. The trailer sort of tempted me to watch the movie but I was still very anxious. But, finally, I managed to give in to temptation and watch some four legged craziness on the big screen.
|("OMG! What is that woman doing |
in the kitchen! Let me hide until she
is done with her drama.")
The first three quarters of the movie was a lot of fun to watch. Who doesn't like crazy dogs? Our Rue is nuts - absolutely nuts! When we let her out into our not-yet landscaped yard to do her business, she runs a full fast trot along the edges of the fence all the way to her favorite corner, as if running will loosen her .. umm umm.. When you put your hand on her head, she will immediately plonk her dainty butt on the floor and stretch herself up to be massaged. If you stop before she has decided she is done, she will nudge you hard and make you pet her again and again. Every morning, she takes my dad for a walk, not the other way around. It's hilarious watching the dog walk the man! And it's so hard to get her to eat her food that finally when we succeed, we all hush up and tiptoe around her so that she doesn't get distracted by anything.
Oh, and did I mention that she has been plotting her escape by digging in the yard under the fence?
As I said, nuts.
|("Ah, sun. How I love you so! I need |
to get some tan this summer. In time to
meet the handsome one moving next door.")
Anyways, I'm pretty sure Marley and Me is going to be another one of those first and last ever. I loved the movie and appreciated that the plot stayed with the dog rather than stray over to the other characters but I cannot sit through another dog death. Neil Gaiman already broke my heart with his recent blog post about his Cabal. So for now, I'll stick to having fun with Rue and not worry about how it will be when her time comes. :bawl: