Yesterday, torrential morning rains kept Oscar away from his usual Friday morning visit to walk the dogs. Zoe sat by the door for most of the morning, whining and hoping for his arrival. This morning, she did the same. Poor baby. She won’t be walking on Monday, either, as she is scheduled to be spayed. I’ll take her for a walk today.
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So look how she lies on it!!!!
And Zoe and Diego and Morrie’s walking buddy, Oscar. Finally, she gets to go along.
7 A.M.
Their rebuke is most benign.
Cats yowl protest. The dogs all whine.
As outside dogs slip into gear,
Zoe wakes up and bites my ear.
Their stomachs are a timetable
that I will meet if I am able.
I drag myself out of my bed.
If only I could sleep instead!
The hour that I hit the hay
I fear was not so far away.
Three hours of sleep or perhaps four
were all I had. Surely, not more.
Just as I thought to jump sleep’s hurdle
I remembered, “Daily Wordle!”
Grabbed computer, filled every square,
weeding out vowels my only care.
Wordle in five or four or three?
I cannot sleep until I see.
But later, morning comes too soon
as animals begin their croon.
I move to kitchen to feed cats,
open the door, put bowls on mats,
fill with kibble and with wet
catfood, and they still their fret.
Move to back door, feed each dog
different portions, mind in fog.
Zoe inside, big dogs out,
fends off pilfering and pout.
What I gain in remuneration
is their ceasing excitation.
Whines replaced by scraping beat
of metal dishes on concrete,
clicking jaw and lapping tongue
as cats and dogs both old and young
enjoy results of their design.
Then, back to bed as they all dine!
Prompt words today are concrete, remuneration, design, rebuke and timetable.
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Kirk and I saw this incredibly well-behaved dog in a restaurant. She sat upright on this chair for an hour and never moved or begged for food. As far as I could see she never blinked. But, she looked exactly like Zoe would look if she were twice her present size. What do you think? When I remarked on her behavior, her human said that she had not been feeling well. She is a rescue and one of 12 dogs he and his partner have. And 54 cats! I now feel less a martyr to my 3 dogs and two cats. The second shot is of Zoe a couple of weeks ago. The first and third are of her doppelganger. Zoe would have been in the middle of my plate in seconds.
Zoe seems to attract friends wherever she goes.
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Since Zoe joined us, it has been nothing but frolic for Morrie, Diego and Zoey. She has certainly spiced up the family, especially since Cousin Kirk thought to bring out the Kong ball on a rope that I had tucked away. They love it and hassle for hours over it. They look and sound fierce but not once has anyone been hurt. It is all play. If Zoe gets too annoying, pulling Morrie’s face hair or constantly harrasing her, Diego simply puts his leg out and pins her down to quiet her down. Morrie never ever snaps at her no matter what she does. Diego disciplines her but never harms her in any way. He pins her down or rolls her over on her back. It is amazing to see how he cares for her and how patient he is. This morning I went out and Morrie was sleeping in his bed, Zoe was sleeping in Diego’s big cushy bed and Diego was sleeping on the cold stone floor!
Zoe has three cushy beds inside, but had gone out to claim Diego’s and he let her.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 