Belly Rub for good luck 1/21/96

Belly Rub for good luck

1/21/96
Copyright © 2001 Ray Hebert


Yes if ever you wanted luck all you have to do is rub a dogs belly. Shaq loves his belly rubs and good luck has come my way ever since I started rubbing that belly.

Almost all Labs I know enjoy a good belly rub. Shaq’s Dad, Geronimo, is the belly rub king. He weights about 90 pounds, but when you pick him up and start rubbing that belly he goes limp. You could tie him in a knot. The look on his face is pure ecstasy. If you stop before he wants you to you get a loud grunt. When he wants a belly rub he will just come and roll over. Farty on the other hand enjoys a good belly rub, but does not go through the same stages of ecstasy as Geronimo.

Shaq is truly his Dads Son. He loves a good belly rub. All you have to say is Bellllllllllly Rub and he will be on his back with his legs in the air. One belly ready for rubbing. The look is just fantastic. Eyes are closed, mouth is sort of open and his lips are just flapping. If it is a particularly good belly rub his tongue will fall out. Stopping to short gets you a groan and an evil look. Failure to finish the job will result in you being tormented at some future date and time.

Shaq is not as insistent as Dad is on his belly rubs, but sure does like them just the same. At one time rubbing Shaq’s belly would have gotten him incredibly horny (remember hiccup Shaq Story). Now he has calmed down and channels his hornyness into pure mental ecstasy. Of course it does not mean that Shaq does not get horny, only have to throw a tennis ball and he turns into Humpy Shaq.

So rub a belly for good luck.

Cheers
Ray & Shaq