The pre-Christmas miracle. Yes.
Miracles DO happen. Although,
quite honestly, we canines think every DAY is a miracle. We’re happy when we get up and we’re happy
when our food dish comes out. We rejoice
in simple things – and think that they are quite miraculous.
Humans, on the other hand, wait for
something unique and different and exciting to occur – and they call THAT a
miracle. Clearly they need to take OUR
view of miracles…it’s a whole lot easier.
But yesterday, we decided to give our human a miracle. Remember last weekend? And the walk from
h#ll? Where Paxton ended up in the
swamp water? And then needed the marathon
bath? And my human THOUGHT she lost her
cell phone? Because she had taken ALL
three of us on a walk TOGETHER?
Well. She decided to try it again…
She got up early on Sunday. First – she got our food bowls ready, but
didn’t feed us. I thought Frodo and I were going to LOSE our
minds. We stood there – barking with
every fiber of our being – trying to convince our human that we NEEDED the
sustenance in order to be able to run.
Our human had a different idea – if we were hungry enough, we would all
COME back home. So she did NOT feed us.
Then all the bells and leashes were put on
– and we headed out – with the cell phone ZIPPED in her jacket. Basically, a rerun of last weekend.
But this weekend was different. It was a PERFECT walk. Absolutely PERFECT. We stayed close when we were off leash. Well – except for a FEW minutes when Paxton
took off in the woods. And of course I
followed him. As I’ve said before, my
human thinks he runs away to get away from us.
But of course I CANNOT let that happen.
But we were not gone long – and we even came back when it was time to
put on our leashes. Frodo never strayed
far – the ground was wet, so he carefully trotted alongside our human the whole
time, trying to avoid every puddle.
Whimp.
Anyway, when we got back to our driveway,
our human took our leashes off and we RACED down the long driveway to the front door. Frodo stood there and barked while I sat and
stared at the door – willing it to open so I could get at those food dishes.
Waiting at the door... |
It was the perfect ending to a great
walk. No one needed a bath. No phones or car keys or house keys were
lost. No one ran away. We didn't bark at any neighbors. We didn't run into any ATVs. It didn’t rain on us. It was a perfectly miraculous morning…and I think our human
would agree.
I hope YOUR day is equally miraculous - in every way!
©
2014 Linda Wozniak
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