The Habit Factor

As most of you are aware I have a small dog. Her name is Habit but it should have been Diva. She is half Jack Russell so I guess you can say she is excitable. Not terribly so. When new people come in she is overly excited for about 20 minutes then calms down. The thing is she is always doing something that cracks me up. I have to tell you about one such incident.

Habit loves to watch people shower. It was kind of creepy at first to see her little head poking in between the curtain, but I have gotten used to it. At least she doesn't try to join me. I was taking my shower the other day and had my head all shampooed up. Placed my head under the flow of water and heard the shower curtain being moved. My first though was Habit, therefore I did not pay attention. Once my hair was suffiently rinsed I noticed the curtain being pushed in about half way up. That is not Habit. She is only about a foot tall from head to toe. I pull it back and could not help myself from laughing. There was the dog, sitting on the toilet facing the shower. She was sitting up on her hind legs on the lid of the commode and swating at the curtain. I guess she wasn't expecting me to open it because she made one last swipe. The curtain wasn't there and she lost her balance and fell butt first into the toilet. I am not sure which one of us was more shocked. I was trying to grab for her and she was trying to scamper out of the toilet. Needless to say after the toilet dunk, Habit got a bath.

Hope you enjoyed the caper as much as I did.