I come down the stairs and there she is
Blurred reflection through the dining
room door
Tell her to lie down but its no use
Her excitement gets the better of her
and she jumps madly
I try to calm her down but give in
eventually
I sit and she is all over me, paws and
tongue saying hello
I stroke her and she relaxes in my arms
She hears deb and I know she will do
the same to her
I wait until she closes the door and
release her
She almost knocks deb to the floor in
her excitement
Deb feeds her and after this ritual she
is walked
She returns to a treat if she has been
good
She spends the rest of the morning
asleep
A contented look on her face makes us
both smile
She wakes and thinks its time to play
She chases through the house like a
tornado
Fur falling from her as she rolls on
the carpet
She fetches her ball and I hear the
squeaking as I sit at my pc
Occasionally she brings it to us and
waits
Waits for one of us to pick it and
throw it
Its midday and time for another walk
We take her together, her excitement
never wavers
She pulls and whines in her
anticipation of freedom
I try and keep up with her but she is
too agile for me
I grin as I see deb trying to control
her and calm her
No chance, she is out and this is her
time
In the afternoon more sleeping and
playing
She comes for a fuss when she needs one
A bark and I know that someone has
entered our gate
Another walk, a feed, some more fusses,
a dogs life
Another day tomorrow, another day with
Jess.
Jason Cotton
23/06/2012
©Sonofdel 2012
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