Monday with Melvin: I’m handsome.

A few days ago I was just a simple guy living a simple life.  I followed Her around, ate food that’s been pre-digested and I licked my parts. Then, fame happened.

Listen, She’s got mirrors all over this joint, I know I’m hot.  You put on the song “I’m Sexy and I Know it” and I’m the first one to set the dance floor ablaze.  I’m. A. Good. Looking. Guy.

Apparently, I’m in some calendar.  She’s keeps calling me Mr. Ides of March (She reads and I don’t so usually I just nod).  I’m pretty used to be photographed, I mean every time I try to have some private time with the fan, She gets her eyephone and starts filming it.  Can you say stalker?

I remember the day we did the photo shoot.  They put me on a long, loose leash and walked me all over a farm.  I would just smell and sniff and bark at the horses and every now and then the assistants would make a noise to make me look up and the camera would go clicky click.  This went on for two hours.  The camera lady was pretty cool, at one point, she laid in dirt to snap a shot of me.

The photo they choose for the calendar was one that Bev took while I was technically on a break. Clearly, I cannot take a break from adorableness.  I was sitting down, the sun was shining, I looked up to feel the warmth and shut my eyes.  Little did I know the camera caught it.  Now I know how Kim Kardashian must feel.

Anyway, She calls this one ‘Stevie Wonder’.  Apparently I do this a lot, close my eyes and look up and She is the only one who sees it.  Until now.

The calendar is for sale on Amazon!

Melvin’s a star. Well, doy!

The calendar came!  Breathe, Tracey, breathe.

Ever since we found out Melvin would be in the calendar, I’ve wondered what photo they’d choose.  Bev, the photographer, didn’t even know.  We also had no idea what day he’d be, although this concerned me much less (except that I hate Halloween).  Sure, I have my favorites from the photo shoot we did, but at the same time I love them all.

I opened the package to this adorable dog on the front:

As I was opening the package I realized that I had not accounted for something.  One of the photos taken was of Melvin’s body and legs only, no face (the photo below).  I love this photo, it’s framed on the wall in the main room of my house.  But suddenly I worried they may have picked a photo without Melvin’s face on it.  I somewhat likened this to a yearbook where it says ‘photo not available’.

I sat down and started flipping through dates.  I immediately noticed there were indeed photos included that didn’t show the dog’s face. And you know what, they were stunning.  I stopped worrying and started enjoying the views.

I flipped 74 times to find Melvin.  He’s on a Friday, my favorite of all the weekdays.  The calendar is a page a day, half the year is on one side then you flip it over and move through the other half of the year.  I flipped Melvin’s date over and found on the opposite side was my brother’s birthday.  Two of my favorite guys, one powerful piece of paper!

Our day at Tranquility Farm  for the photo shoot was a day I will never forget..  The photos are phenomenal.  Bev Hollis is a genius with the camera and the dogs.  Little did I know that on that day, Melvin would end up in a publication that has the potential for worldwide reach!

What?  You want to see the picture?  Melvin will post it Monday.  And yes, it shows his beautiful face!

Velcro has limits.

The day of snuggling was awesome.  Melvin wanted nothing more than to be next to me.  Some part of him touching some part of me.

A quick recap of some photos (two you saw, one you didn’t)…

This is Melvin wrapped around my arm.  I didn’t move for an hour:

This is him laying on me:

And this is Melvin once the impact of my betrayal (leaving him) hit.  He’s in the guest room, missing his dog sitter.  Ouch.

I’m baaacccckkkkk.

The last half hour of any trip, I get giddy to see Melvin.  It does not matter how exhausted I am or how much is to be done once I’m back home, seeing Melvin becomes the ultimate finish line of the getaway.

I don’t want him to miss me, ever.  When I come home from vacation I want him to be, him.  I want him to have had such a wonderful week that he barely noticed I was gone.  And when I walked in today, that is the boy I saw.  Relaxed, well fed, excited yes, but not to point that I might suspect he was ignored.  No, quite the opposite, for the past seven days, he was extremely well-loved.

Vacation was wonderfully awesome!  I love, love, love those people. There was a lot of gratitude this week for what we have,  especially in a week where news stories included the 300 dogs seized from Spindletop Refuge in Texas and then the shooting in Colorado.  Loved ones being safe is my primary prayer for any given day. Prayers answered.

And now starts the marathon day of snuggling.  Let the laziness commence, cause I did miss my boy!