About Apple

Allow me to introduce my best friend, my daughter, my roommate, my confidant: Apple.
She was given to me as a gift of love in December of 2004 (born September 1, 2004), and has filled me with love ever since.


What’s in a name?
I decided to name her Apple to pay homage to my favorite band, The Beatles. Apple Corps. (pronounced core, hee hee) was the name of the Beatles business venture in 1968. It embodied their openness to a multitude of creative ventures, involving music, movies, publishing, and even fashion. I considered the common Beatle dog tribute names, such as Lucy, Maggie Mae, Rita, etc… but decided that Apple represented more than just a song reference. It was an idea, a vision of creativity…and I can certainly vibe with that. ‘Apple’ also neatly lends itself to many corny cliches that are very fitting for me and my girl; An Apple a Day Keeps the Doctor Away (true), You are the Apple of my eye (also true), The Apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree (again, true)! She is rarely called Apple, and has a long list of nicknames that she responds to. Who is SOOOO Smart?
Apple understands everything I say. There is approximately a five second delay as she deciphers it all, but she gets it. Her favorite words are walk, and pizza (her love of this word demonstrates the ‘Apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree’ thing). My girl has close to fifty toys, and knows the names of all of them. She will dig through her toy box to produce the one I ask for. The contenders for favorite toy right now are: Quack Quack, Allie, and Simba. She is a great listener. No backtalk for the most part. We do have arguments on occasion as she is quite opinionated. For example, when she feels as though I have spent enough time on the phone, she will yell at me to get off ( I assume she is just minding our finances). She also yells at me when I am preparing to go to the Laundromat. I explain to her that I would be happy to have her do the laundry instead, but that she may have some issues with the unfortunate lack of thumbs thing. Her lack of thumbs also causes some yelling when she feels like having a snack. It is purely my fault, you see. She will start by sitting near the cabinet. Stupid me doesn’t get it. Then she will try the growly attempt at talking thing. Again, stupid me misses the point. Finally, when she can longer put up with my ignorance she yells at me “Can you get me a treat?? I don’t have thumbs to open this damn cabinet!!!!!”. Yes, darling, let me get that for you.
Aside from these minor disturbances, in which we do battle to determine the Alpha dog of our small pack, we get along great. I have trained her as well as she has trained me!

I promise you that during one of her growly-talk sessions she produced the word “MaaMaa”. It was only once, and I have tried my best to bribe her to say it again to no avail.

Interesting Apple Facts
She is quite affectionate and loves to give deep soul kisses right on the mouth, and is encouraged to do so. Yes, I kiss my dog on the mouth.

She loves to cuddle up with people, take naps together, and share snacks.
She loves to play, and will be up for a rousing game of fetch the toy, Frisbee, or chase me anytime she has a willing playmate.
She receives home cooked meals twice a day. This includes chicken, handled and cooked by her longtime vegetarian mother! The things we do for love…..
She may not have thumbs, but can hold onto a good Nylabone, or lovingly grasp the arm of someone who is rubbing her belly, quite well.
She does not visit a groomer, as her mother is neurotic, so she generally has a slightly messy, scruffy look about her.
She has a delicious sleepy dog smell that her mother regularly inhales.

I love you Apple!