I have to admit that some Mornings...( The Mornings generally that I have to go to work )...I am not in the best of moods with the thought that Jake, needs to take his walk and get on with his, constitutionals. I grumble and cuss as we walk to the fields, moreso if it's raining , even moreso if he wants to stop and sniff at every fence post along the Road. ( Git along! Some of us have WORK to go to ! ) Once we set out, time has no meaning for Jake.
I was returning from a stroll one night busily muttering my disapproval at the way he was dawdling...when I realised that I was being followed closely by a Lady with her dog...a Lady that I have previously referred to as the Squire's Wife... ( Tweedy, brogues, brisk and brusque ).
With the air of a Magistrate... ( Which I'm SURE she is )...She proceeded to " Dress me down " for berating my dog!
She proceeded to advise me that Jake understood every word I was saying and that it amounted to Mental Cruelty......Jeez!..."Could I not see from those large Brown reproachful eyes the hurt and anxiety I was causing?"
"Yes...I could" I replied. Then I told her that I was absolutely sincere about every word. " Indeed, the Dog may well have been staying with us for two years now..BUT !...He was still on probation! The Jury was still out! His future as a Family Member was indeed conditional on him NOT rolling in cow pats and running off after pheasant and Fox!"...She laughed ...I laughed...Jake laughed.
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)...I am not in the best of moods with the thought that Jake, needs to take his walk and get on with his, constitutionals. I grumble and cuss as we walk to the fields, moreso if it's raining , even moreso if he wants to stop and sniff at every fence post along the Road. ( Git along! Some of us have WORK to go to ! )
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