Doggy Photo Shoot Day #42

Doggy Photo Shoot Day
“Hello there.” “What’s up?” “Are you stopping to take a picture of me?” “You are so very sweet…I know you do that because you love me.” “Go ahead take one now.” Sir Thomas knew exactly what I was thinking at that moment! That’s so amazing!

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Mirror: “I’m multiplied!”

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“Hey, that’s me! I’m multiplied, multiple times!”

As this dog walked past me and this car…I was at the right place at the right time for this reflection picture.  I really like this photo, and I’m glad to share it here.

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…”But You Pull Me So Hard!”

4:10 PM: I’m sitting, in my car, waiting for my daughter to finish walking the dogs at our local animal shelter.  Dixie, our pit-bull, came with me today.  I’m contemplating giving her a 20-minute walk, and then relaxing back in the car.

Dixie
Dixie. Always ready to go!

4:15 PM: Dixie is whining to be taken out. I hear several shelter dogs barking. She is getting excited hearing all the barking.  (This was her home before.) I leash her up and out we go.

Dixie
That mighty speed pulls me hard!

4:16 PM: “STOP PULLING GIRL,” I say loudly to her.  But she keeps on it.  And, she is not a small dog…she is strong, about 45 pounds.  “DON’T PULL, Dixie girl,” I say again.  No change.  The would-be-20-minute-walk is abruptly halted by me.  Dixie turns and looks at me… her big brown eyes asking, “WHY DID YOU STOP?”  Completely out of breath, I angrily said, “…BUT YOU PULL ME SO HARD!

4:19 PM:  I’m back in the car with Dixie.  I decided the pulling was just too much for me to handle.   Now she is looking out the window, whining.  I feel bad but I’ve decided not to get her out anymore.

Dixie whining
Whining while looking out the window.

4:30 PM:  “P-U-L-L-E-E-E-E-E-E-Z-E take me out mommy,”  is what I hear from Dixie’s whining.  I keep playing on my phone pretending not to hear her.  Several minutes go by, and the whining sounds more like a cry, now.  And, this crying cannot be ignored.  It’s making me sad and I’ve started feeling guilty.  (And, I thought I was going to relax).

4:45 PM: “If I take you out, NO pulling Dixie,” I say firmly as I pick up the leash.  Her tail, now wagging full-speed…(I can’t even see the tail clearly…looks like a Chinese fan, it’s quite a speed!)  That made me smile. What a sweet creature!  I kiss her on her head as I hooked her.

4:46 PM: I open the back door, and she takes off!  “DIXIE STOP,” I scream.  She stops – not by the fence, inside of which are shelter dogs – but by one of the shelter windows.  She stands on her two, and pierces inside. (She probably sees familiar faces.)

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First opportunity I get, I grab Dixie’s leash.  I take her to the fenced area.  The dogs, behind the fence are in their cages, and they start barking when they see Dixie.  She barks back.  Then suddenly she sits by the fence and watches them.  They keep barking, but Dixie keeps watching.  (Watching her old friends.)

4:55 PM:  “Dixie come.”  “DIXIE come.”  “DIXIE!”  “COME-ON!”  Dixie did not budge.  I could see in her big brown eyes, a spark of hope for her friends.  My heart aches.  I love Dixie…even if she pulls me hard!

5:00 PM: My daughter, muddy from playing and running with some of Dixie’s friends, is finished for today.  Dixie runs to her, licks her to no end. My daughter takes her lease, and they walk back to the car.  (Dixie does not pull her!)  What?  How come? Then I realize – Dixie is 2 in dog years…a teen in human years…of course, she is supposed to give her mother a hard time!  🙂

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Encounters During My Daily Walks! #2

A beautiful day! Indeed. Sir Thomas and I were on our familiar path, enjoying the nice cold and sunny weather.  At a distance Sir Thomas smelled a friend. We sped up our stride and Miller was waiting. Tails were wagging right and left.  Happy to meet, undoubtedly!

Us moms, Miller’s and I, were equally happy to see each other. The good weather had made many come out for a stroll. We caught up a bit. Laughed a lot. And, said our byes.

Forty minutes into the walk, I saw dark clouds quickly moving in.  A few at first. Then the sun was covered.  The breeze felt colder now.  Time to get home, I thought.

Dark clouds suddenly covered up the sunny day...
Dark clouds suddenly covered up the sunny day…

As I was making my way into the last stretch of our walk,  I saw a woman with a little puppy…waiting for our approach.  I felt like not stopping, but Sir Thomas had to say hello to his kind.  The woman did not say hello, but started with,  “Do you live around here?” Before I could answer, she threw another question at me, “Do you work?”  Again, before I could answer, she asked, “When did you move here?”  I managed to say 11-years ago.   She then expressed that she moved here two years ago, and paid a lot for her home, but I must not have paid much for my property back then.  She added how much she dislikes living in this part of the town.  I started to not like this talk at all; this was in no way a two-way conversation.  And this stranger was certainly very strange!

She was not done with me.  But I was!  I was ready to flee.  Sir Thomas was done with the hello part and was now busy sniffing.  I pulled the leash, his paws tightly fixed to the ground.  This gave the lady a chance to throw another question, “Do you have kids?”  Pissed off, I said, “No.”  Pulled on Sir Thomas again, his paws came lose and I quickly said good-bye and moved in the other direction from her.  This interrogation was OVER!

As I made my way home, I kept thinking why did I have this encounter.  Why did I allow this encounter?  Why did I even answer to her idiotic questions?  Why? Why?  Right in the beginning, I should have said, “None of your business, lady,” and moved on.  This lady was very nosy right from the get go.

I wanted a positive out of this encounter.  I knew I could do it, too.  I thought, “I am an UNSTOPPABLE OPTIMIST!”  “I’m going to find the good in this encounter.”  The good I found was that – If I meet this stranger again, I’ll control the encounter – I will not stop for the talk!  (Rain started to come down.  Thankfully, we got home right then.)

My first encounter was a heartwarming encounter.  Second was strange!  Weird!  An encounter, nonetheless.   Sir Thomas seemed happy and satisfied after his walk.  I felt tired.  That second encounter drained me.  But, guess who went to sleep after our walk? 🙂

Sweet dreams dear Sir Thomas... (Snugged in our love seat)
Sweet dreams dear Sir Thomas… (snuggled in our love seat)

 

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It’s Love Day… From, Sir Thomas

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Good Valentine’s Day morning! I woke up to tell you that I LOVE YOU FOLKS, dearly. Now, go and have a good time because you are loved!” Sir Thomas’ wishes for us all 🙂