Angel Jake at the RBC (Rainbow Broadcasting Corporation)

Angel Jake at the RBC (Rainbow Broadcasting Corporation)

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Wordy Wednesday

Jake here: Mom has finally come back to her senses after the emotions of last week. Or at least I think that's what she came back to.

Listen to this. She's a dreamer. Every morning she tries to explain to Dogdad all the places she went over night in her dreams and the many challenges she overcame. Dogdad rarely dreams -- or at least doesn't remember any dreams -- so it's hard for him to identify. Consequently, often she'll turn to me and say, "Jakey, you'll never guess what I dreamt last night." Usually, since it's not about me or my brother, I just bobble my head and ask "What about breakfast?"

But two nights ago, Mom had a dream that involved me -- and it was really cool.

You may not remember this from previous posts -- but at a very early age -- perhaps 5 months, when I was being crate trained and had already learned my manners -- I figured out how to unlock the crate door and get out. Mom recalls it vividly because she was sitting at her computer one afternoon and suddenly felt a cold wet nose on her leg. Mine. At first she thought she had not properly locked the crate when she had put me back in after our business walk. So she escorted me back to the crate and made sure it was locked.

A few minutes later, she suddenly felt that same cold wet nose on her leg -- and hooray -- that was the end of my being crated.

So, here's the dream as Mom explained it to me. We were all up in the bedroom , with the door closed as it usually is at night. She woke up and found me sitting by the door wanting to go out. I gestured toward the door knob with my paw - and she realized I wanted to open it myself. So, she picked me up, put my paw on the door knob, and gently turned it with me. And I said, I said what any dog who suddenly learned how to turn a door knob and open the door would say:


OK, Mom, dream on!!!


NAK and The Residents of The Khottage Now With Khattledog said...

Your mom drinks some pawesome wine!

PeeEssWoo: Did your mom see the pikhs on my Tuesday blog?

Dexter said...

THat is a happy dream. When my momma dreams about me it is always that I am in trouble and she cannot save me.

I have heard about doggies such as yourself who can open the doors of crates. I am amazed.


Dughallmor Beagles said...

Jakey, you're my hero....*sigh* Even Houdini aka Alfie can't break out of his crate!
Keep practising with the door and when you've cracked it you can get on a plane and come here to see me, yippy!
Smoochy kisses,
Your Gabbi xxxx

Moco said...

The brain is such a wonderful organ. Strange how it pulls out bits and pieces to make dreams.

Kess And Her Mama said...

Hi there Jake. Came over from Oorvi's blog to read your Keeping Watch while DogDad Works post. Nice blog. So DodDad works whilst DogMum dreams, huh?

Agatha and Archie said...

WAIT WAIT WAIT...forget about the dreaming stuff...why have you been holding out on us on how to break out of a crate??ARE YOU KIDDING???You could become FAMOUS!!!!!! Call me on my cell..Love A+A

Agatha and Archie said...

PS PL1 just said he read a review in the Times about Senator Kenndy's book and the Times says it looks wonderfull.....A+A

♥♥ The OP Pack ♥♥ said...

Cool dream - did you share your dreams too? You don't have to worry at all about Gabbi and TD - he already has his girl Kat at the Washington Woos. And thanks for all the compliments - you are a handsome dude too.

Play bows, the OP Pack

Lorenza said...

Hi, Jake!
Good job unlocking your crate!
I just can imagine you opening a door!
Kisses and hugs

ScrapsofMe said...

Puffy can open all the doors n cupboards in the house that he can reach. The inside doors have those handles instead of knobs, n Puffy can reach up and pull em open. I can pull out drawers, but neither of us can open our crates. That's some serious talent! Teach me oh crate guru!

Asta said...

Di youw dogmom eat and dwink lots wight befowe bed like my did aftew that movie???
Sheesh hoomans..ya gotta love em. Just keep bobbing youw head and get those tweats.
Smoochie kisses to you and Just Hawwy

Kess And Her Mama said...

It's me again. Thanks for popping by to visit my blog and adding me to your blog list. I've done the same for you too. Look forward to future visits to catch up. Take care.

Molly the Airedale said...

We were reading at Johann's blog that he's turning off light switches so opening doors is absolutely believable!

Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch

the magic sleigh said...

Wooos! Interesting dreams, Mom said she dreamed she was a cat, does that mean I get to chase her??? Probably not...silly moms

-Kira The BeaWootiful

William Tell said...

What a great dream your Mom had about you. Nice trick, opening the door. I'd like to learn that one myself. My buddy Buck can open the gate if it's not locked. Will your Mom have to start locking the doors???

Happy Tails,
William Tell

Sophie Brador said...

Well that's pretty cool. Are you aure it was just a dream? And are you sure it wasn't your dream?



Woof??? Woof?? We think you should have a door like Allie Baba had. Open Woof-a-me.

Essex & Deacon

Eric said...

What?!!! You can open your crate?!! Wow I'm deeply impressed. And depressed. Though I can Houdini myself out of the the safety harness in the zoomer and appear in the front seats.Shall we swapsie our secrets?beter tell Mom to lay off the cheese please at night!!

Wiry lovies and kissies Eric xxxx

Scruffy, Lacie and Stanley's Place said...

Hmmm...none of us terriers can escape a crate, but Baylee our half sissy cockapoo can...very smart cookie...

When Mumsie dreams of us she's usually in wader boots cleanin' up pee on SOMEONE ELSE'S CARPET...

She said it's like gallons and it's usually Lacie's...interesting...usually she just dreams about work...too many patients and too little time....sorta like reality?!

Love ya boyz!


Unknown said...

Call me when you can open the fridge...or better still...the meat locker!!!

Your pal,


TwoSpecialWires said...

Jake. Fergi could have seriously used some of your coaching when Moma was trying to crate (not really train... but crate, nonetheless) her. Instead of opening the crate, she'd spin it across the room, aiming for some unbeknownst destination. They've all long since given up on that goal.

As for the dream, we're hoping for the second installment, when you pass through the door and fly. Those are the dreams Moma likes to tell about most... the ones that involve soaring her through the sky. Just like the sky in the Blingee for Jackson. Any dog that can open a door must be able to take off and fly. Just think how easily you could visit all your blogging buddies. Very cool.

Just a tad jealous,
Jake and Fergi

Martha said...

Sorry we seem to have missed this post!
They say all dreams have meaning but we are not sure what the meaning of this dream is!
Could it be that your mom secretly wants you to take control of situations?
We will try to find out if there is a guide to dreams with dogs in. If you can open things you could come in very handy indeed!
Martha & Bailey xxxx

Moose said...

How cute! I have very vivid and elaborate dreams too and it is always nice when they are pleasant like this one! THanks for sharing!