March Madness, Friday the 13th, Full Moons — What is it with these people?
Dogs, by nature, are pretty optimistic. We see the bright side of most situations. If your ball rolls under the table and you can’t get it, bark. Someone is always there to help you out. You need to go outside to take care of your business? Stand at the back door and give that look of urgency. You feel queasy and you throw up on the floor, help out by eating it back up.
Humans, on the other hand, have this fascination with things going wrong. They even label these things, noting full moons as a time of calamity, Friday the 13th as a possibility of tragedy, and March Madness when they all sit in front of their TV, watch people run back and forth, back and forth, and then cheer or jeer really loudly when things either go their way or don’t.
I say, give it rest. Enjoy the moment. Put your worries in a drawer and frolic more.
That’s what we did today. We picked up Monty, headed to the trails, and ran like wildmen after smells, and shadows, and each other. On our way back home, through the tunnel, we ran into Jessica and Quillette and after much prodding and long faces, we convinced them to keep the pack together and let us continue our rambunctious silliness at the tennis courts. In fact, we picked up Oshi and Perrito and made it a party. You can tell by Quillette’s picture how much she enjoyed it.
In fact, everyone got into the act. Jessica especially. It took some doing, but I got her to play keep away with me!
Meanwhile, Perrito raced around chasing Quillette, Monty and me as we played fetch.
Well, Monty and I played fetch. Quillette isn’t as good at it. She likes to chase the ball, but she doesn’t like to come back with it.
She also likes to steal balls, but that’s okay because she gets bored with them pretty quick and leaves them all around the court for me (or Monty) to pick up.
Of course today was amazingly warm. It was very chilly in the morning, but by the time we got out on our walk, the sun was in full force and Gretchen and Jessica were unzipping their many layers. It felt great!
They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery so when I laid down and Monty joined me in the shade, I felt honored. Of course, Monty did a lot of lying around. The warmth really gets to him. Still, he was happy…as was I.
Oshi laid around, too. In fact, he really didn’t want to do anything but hang out by Gretchen and get lots and lots of love.
Hard to tell from this photo, but Oshi is in the this pile of hair somewhere. He rolled around a lot so it made it hard to get a photograph of his face…
…he does have a face doesn’t he?
But we all got our fair share of exercise…well, sort of…
I feel accomplished this week. Despite all the gloom and doom of human language, we had a full week of romping, walking, and sunbathing. Friday the 13th isn’t as bad as they make it out to be!
Have a great weekend!