Know that Cat Stevens line, "Morning has broken, like the first morning"? For us dogs, every day is like that--a new beginning. My name is Roly-The-Dog. I am a 13-year old Rhodesian Ridgeback mix (mama's baby, father's maybe). I wake with zeal and head to the front door for the first adventure of the day, finding & fetching the newspaper:
Followed by the first food. The rule is firm: no biscuit, no paper:
Then it's time for a nap on the kitchen doorway rug while the human people eat breakfast. Since I went deaf, I don't like to be out of sight:
When it's time for my breakfast, I give "polishing off a meal" a whole new meaning:
Then we get dressed for work. Though retired from social work, I am a trained & certified therapy dog (Delta Society), and still like the uniform:
It's about a one-and-one/half mile walk to work, always with that impatient guy who's all about hurry up, c'mon, let's go, and a lot of hand signals that I mostly ignore:
There are rabbit tracks to follow:
The joy of rolling in fresh snow (I didn't get this name for nuthin,' ya know):
And delicious, sweet red fox tracks to sniff:
All too soon, we're at the impatient guy's workplace:
Time for my leash. I regarded this as an indignity when I first went deaf, but now realize those machine people are pure hell on deaf dogs:
My home for the day:
Man, these stairs get steeper and there's more of 'em every day:
Hope some student people stop by today, it sure gets boring hanging out with the guy who sits at the computer all day shuffling books and papers around:
Finally! Time to head up the hill to Walkerville. I get to say "Hi" to friends like MissyTheDog along the way. Sure glad she doesn't bark in my ear like she used to. Oh wait, she does--I just can't hear her:
Hey, lookie there, we're almost to the house (you can ignore the impatient guy faking this picture with an old one from last summer--no snow):
Is it supper time yet?
9 comments:
LOL, I'm with you Roly - I like to smell the roses or roll in the snow :) I enjoyed sharing your day with you, and the views (even the sneaky one from last year).
it's a dog's life.
ER: What a neat look at your dog and all of its actions. Love the snow roll.
That is classic!
RTD could teach philosophy. I appreciate how he has distilled the essence of living in this post.
Rock on, Roly!
Martha
Where would man be without his best friend? And they rarely talk back! RTD is a Lucky Dog. We have two that help us fly fish.
RTD and Troutbirder know that this retirement schtick ain't all that bad. Now where did I put my hearing aid though?
Thanks for taking me on a walk with Rolly. We should all have it so good!
Roly, you rule. And, you live in a magnificent and gorgeous place.
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