Occasional Scribbles

I was considering making one of my low throaty growls I normally use preceeding a full loud bark that always her gets her attention and which she usually tries to prevent; when I slipped slightly along the carpet and she looked up crossly at me as the slimy tip of my nose made contact with her hand at last. ‘Urgh Yuk’ she exclaimed in disgust and I dipped my head a little to show I hadn’t actually meant to be so disgusting. I hadn’t intended to annoy, far from it, I was just trying to gently remind her that it was high time we went off for our walk.

After wiping the offending wetness on her jeans she turned back to her writing telling me at the same time that she wouldn’t be long, she was just coming, though I’d heard that before. Knowing I was in for a wait but impatient to be off, I leapt onto the sofa and positioned myself practically in her lap. I tucked my chilly nose comfortably under her arm nudging her a bit for good measure. I shifted a few more times pretending i wasn’t quite comfortable and making it difficult for her to continue what she was doing. She tried to push me off but I was having none of that and I stuck firm. It was just a matter of nerves now. I knew she’d give in before too long and sure enough, with a resigned sigh she turned her attention to me at last.

I looked lovingly into her cool blue eyes; she was going to take me out, oh the excitement! I could hardly contain myself. I leapt off the sofa as she went to get her coat on and the little hat she always wears exclusively for our outings as she says it looks frightful though I think it rather chic with more than a touch of the Francais about it. She checked herself in the mirror while I impatiently danced around her legs and she laughed at me for being so foolish but I didn’t care.

‘Come on’! I whined as she followed me out of the door and we were at last heading off down the lane. My excitement was infectious and i heard a giggle escape her, whisked away on the wind as she watched me race away. ‘Don’t go too far’ I heard her warn but I was off down our old familiar route, full of energy and impatience. I tore off to a favourite spot somewhere in the distance and pulled up sharply as a smell caught my attention. Hare! if i wasn’t mistaken, it had long gone but it’s scent still remained. I loved to chase Hares, the fastest animal in the fields. It is good exercise for me to chase them as they dart around, changing direction all the time. I pride myself on being able to keep up, though of course this has got a little difficult lately as I am what you might say, a little rotund at a present. Mum says she and I need to go on a diet, in fact we appear to have done so already as it didn’t escape my notice that my bowl had considerably less food in it this morning. I pondered this turn of events and though none too happy, felt that perhaps I do need trimming down a little.

Mum seemed to think it was boring to go the same way each day but not me. Oh no, I liked to check on events on a daily basis, make sure all was well with my world. To Mum, things seemed much of a muchness but not so to me. My finely tuned nose could smell exactly who and what had passed by during the busy night time. For me, when I entered my playground each day, I could ‘see’ that rabbits had been out and about and the hares had been bounding through the fields. I knew that the owl had swooped and grabbed the mouse effortlessly on the wing. I noted that a tiny animal had had a feast of nuts, carelessly discarding the shells in an untidy fashion. Oh yes, I knew it all.

The sun briefly came out and I felt it warm my fur and then all too soon it was time to go home. Oh well, until tomorrow – it’s a dogs life!