Lou is a goof-ball. His voice sounds just like Chubaka of "Star Wars".
One night there wasn't room for him on the bed. I awoke to this, "Huh!" sound... All I could see was his goof-ball profile in the dark, with floppy ears sticking out and hear his Chubaka groans...
When he was still a puppy he would be lying on the floor and let out a fart..."Putt....Fffftt
ttt!" His head would jerk toward his rear in surprise at the sound. He would take a sniff and then look completely offended, get up and go to the other side of the room.
Then, there was the first time he saw me without my shirt on. He must have been two years old, at least. I was changing...whi
ch I usually did in the bathroom...but this time it was in the same room as Greta and Lou. Lou was so horrified he first stared at me wide-eyed with disbelief. I noticed his bewilderment and laughed...It was apparent he thought my breasts were humongous, looming eyes and he couldn't handle their confrontationa
l glare. He wanted out of the room.
He never really became used to that. He still stares at me.
Perhaps he is reincarnated and is really just some pervert who came back as "Lou".
Like in the French movie "Baxter".
And, after Lou was neutered I was working on the computer one night a few months later, when I heard this rythmic thumping sound. I looked over to see Lou, rear gyrating on the floor. He noticed that I saw him and this embarrassed look filled his eyes. I couldn't help but notice that he had a woody, but it also looked as if he still had his pre-neuter parts. Upon closer inspection I was quite alarmed to find that he had two bumps alongside his wee-wee. I immediately called the vet who neutered him and said that perhaps something was "left behind".
The veterinary assistant informed me that she once worked for a very old, decrepit vet who accidently left a ball in a patient after a neuter procedure. She assured me that Lou's condition merely meant he was aroused and that the two balls were no more than a normal canine erection.
So, I was relieved, but that did not cure Lou of his funny state. To this day he is embarrassed when he has this happen...which it seems to happen each morning...He flops around uncontrollably while he lies there, butt moving, front paws desperately grasping the floor for stability...an
d looks totally embarrassed. Sometimes he will deliberately attempt to cover it up...pretend he is scratching, but I can tell.