Day 63 - My beloved T

My bunny hopping loving sweet girl has really got the short end of things.  I feel guilty every time she comes into my office and sits in her chair looking longing out.   The window is covered in nose prints making a mosaic of her longing.  I call her name and she whips her head around always with a glint of hope that now is the time that she gets to be out in that glorious outdoors.  She whimpers softly at times thinking that it will touch my heart, but all I do is tell her to stop whining.

The cruelty to be subject completely to human whims and desires seems unfair, but call her with a lilt and a laugh and she lets you know that she thinks life is grand.  And tell her you are taking her for a walk - watch out - you won't find that kind of excitement in any human child.

She knows I am writing about her, she is watching with a smile, knowing our game, a call, a butt rub and it is back to the window.  Sometimes she tries to anticipate the call, but I am smarter then she is and I wait until she is back in her chair.  Now she is sitting in-between, knowing I can't stand not seeing her.  Wait for it- I call her once more and once more she comes bounding over, but this time it she is there faster then I can blink an eye - it just up and step.  We do our hugs and rubs and now she goes just a bit closer to her chair knowing the game is close to the end.

It isn't like she wants to run away, she wants me to be with her when she goes out. For her it doesn't matter where we go, as long as we go together.  She lets me know it is just more fun with the two of us and for that I am grateful.    Other dogs like to be in the outdoor and they don't care if the human is along.  They go racing out the door the minute it is open and they are off to who knows where, and yes so does T.  But she doesn't go racing down the street or next door but to the car where she runs around it waiting for me to come out and open it so *we* can go.

So off *we* go...