Heart Like a Dog

The Good, the Bad, and the Oh My God of living with dogs!

Ah Fall

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Since Sampson was sidelined with a soft tissue injury we’ve had to modify our walking schedule. Hubby’s been really great, helping out with walking the dogs.

By the time Hubby gets home from work, it’s too dark to walk in our woods, so we mostly walk around the block.

While Sampson’s been recuperating, fall has slowly crept up on us, and the days have gotten considerably shorter.

We’ve missed our woods.

It was a gorgeous day here yesterday, a wee bit on the chilly side, but lovely none-the-less.

If you’ve never experienced fall in New England, well you don’t know what you’re missing.

Crisp, cool weather, perfect for sweatshirts, fireplaces and hot toddies.

And the colors, the colors will take your breath away.

A reservoir not too far from our house. I took this picture last year.

 

The day was so beautiful I just couldn’t control myself.

I had to do it.

I prepped the dogs and we hit the trail.

They sniffed.

Ah yes, our field. I remember that smell.

 

They listened.

I thought I heard something.

 

They looked.

Did you see something?

 

They ran.

Come on mom, there’s so much to smell, hear and see. Try and keep up.

 

We enjoyed the beauty of the woods. Did you do something enjoyable this weekend?  What’s your favorite thing to do with your dogs?

Thoughts I Ponder

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I’m having a real brain fart when it comes to today’s post. I started three different posts and deleted them all.  I decided I’m just going to throw out the thoughts that have been running around in my head, the last day or so.

BTW, these thoughts do not keep me up at night.

How do fires start?  I tried and tried to get a fire going in the fireplace last night but just couldn’t do it, and that was using wood, matches and paper.

Why must it get dark earlier in winter?  I mean I know scientifically why it gets darker, but really Mother Nature, do you think we have less things to do during the winter that require daylight?

How do you keep a chocolate lab named Delilah from taking clean containers out of the dish rack?  Why is a clean chicken container enticing to chew?

Why can’t she chew the lid from the Chinese food container instead of the one from Pampered Chef?  The Chinese ones are free!

Delilah, Pampered Chef is expensive!

 

If people are attracted to people similar to themselves, does that hold true for attractions their dogs?  What does that say about me?

Why does a store say 50% off one regularly priced item, instead of any item?  50% off a regularly priced $50 item is $25.00, 50% off an item on sale for $4.99 is $2.50.  That’s a big difference in what you’re giving away.

How long does it take to replace the power jack in a laptop? The told me four or five days, it’s been 10. (I miss my laptop!!)

How can Delilah wait so patiently for her dad to come home but have no patience for anything else?

 

He’s coming soon, I can smell him.

 

How can a dog follow you everywhere you go in the house, sit in front of you while you do your business, but run off in the woods?

Really, where is Waldo?  Why does anyone care?

Am I the only one who thinks like this?  What kind of thoughts do you ponder?

 

A Monday Kind of Friday

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I had a Monday…..last Friday.

It started off nicely enough. The jeans I wanted to wear… fit.

A Friday doesn’t start much better than that.

I got to work, made the coffee and my boss called.

Those landscape plans came in late last night and have to be delivered immediately.

No problem it was a beautiful day for a ride, so I grabbed the plans and hopped in the car.  I cruised along with the windows down, listening to Springsteen playing thru the radio.

The woman I was delivering the plans to is a dog lover and we’ve talked dog before.  It’s true what Pamela at Something Wagging says, We’re All The Same When We Love a Dog.

We already have something in common and can start a conversation.

How’s your woofies she asked.

They’re great, how are yours?

After confirming that our dogs were good, it was time to head back to work.

I walked in the door and said, I need my coffee.

Grab my cup and head to the break room and…. my co-workers had drunk most of it.  One of the gals offered to split the tiny bit that was left, but I said don’t worry about it, I’ll make more.

I reset the coffee pot and went to check my e-mails…..ah the coffee was ready.

I grabbed my cup and headed once again to the break room when in walked the water supply guy. He replaced our empties with full ones and went to use the men’s room.

Meanwhile, the phone had rung and I was once again back at my desk, minus coffee.

The water guy had just left the building and climbed into his truck when I heard water running.

Oh crap, I hope a pipe didn’t burst, we just had the office painted.

As I ran past the break room I noticed the spigot on the water cooler had broken and water was just pouring out onto the floor.  I grabbed the spigot and tried to fit it back on the cooler.

The phone rang.

HELP I shouted.  Thankfully one of my co-workers grabbed the phone for me, and then I remember the water guy might still be here.

HELP I shouted again.

I had two choices.  Stand there like the little Dutch boy with his finger in the dam while the water guy slipped away, or let the water run all over the floor while I attempted to grab the water guy.

I ripped the bottle of water off the cooler and ran for the door.

The water guy looked up in shock as I burst through the doors and ran frantically up to his truck waving my arms.

The spigot broke and water is just gushing all over the floor!

He looked at me like I’d just said, aliens invaded NYC, but thankfully he shut off the truck and followed me inside.

By the time we got back to the break room another co-worker had grabbed a pitcher and was catching the last of the water.

I’ll be back on Monday the water guy said as he exited the building with our water cooler, leaving me on floor with a roll of paper towels, and an empty coffee cup sitting on the table.

Great, see you Monday.

P.S. I tried not to let the start color the rest of my day.  I looked forward to an evening walk with my puppies, just a half-hour of mindless nothing, me and the puppies communing with nature.

Somehow even with the beauty of nature and time with the dogs couldn’t shake the funk.

How do you shake off the funk of a bad day?

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