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Miss Minnie

20160325_121041I spent much of last week babysitting my “grand puppy”.  Karina had a little vacation and I got the dog.

Like most things in life there are good and bad parts to having Minnie around.  The hardest thing to deal with is that Minnie doesn’t like Orion.  Perhaps it’s more accurate to say she doesn’t like it when Orion has my attention.  She’s also a little scared of him moving about in his wheelchair.

bunny

One night Minnie was barking, pulling tightly on the run. I went out to see what she was barking at. The bunny (not this one) that was tormenting her ran off when I triggered the motion detector. We grow them big and bold in this neighborhood!

Of course there’s another side.  When Orion is planted in place eating Minnie is right underfoot.  She is very much aware that the person most likely to drop food on the floor is Orion.  She’s pretty sure once it hits the floor, it’s hers.  (Minnie is a very food aggressive dog.)

I’ve got a dog run set up out the back door, so the whole in and out thing isn’t difficult.  Timing seems to be challenging.  Minnie has her moments when she’s in 15 min, out 15 min, in 15 min, out 15 min.  She also sometimes waits a little too long to ask to go out (and I’m not always quick to get to the door).   I mopped up a puddle or two over the course of the week.

On the positive side she and I took a walk every day she was here.   I like being out.  I like walking.  I just don’t, unless I have a good reason.  I’m not fond of walking aimlessly through the neighborhood, and I’m not motivated enough to go to a park or the lake just to walk.  It didn’t hurt that the weather cooperated.  I bundled up a couple of times, but we never had to walk in the rain (or snow).

walking the dog

walking the dog

When I look at the exercise I get when Minnie is around I think about how beneficial it would be to have a dog.  Then I remind myself that I’m trying to reduce my ties to external responsibilities, not add to them.  I could walk to the coffee shop (and write).   I could walk to the grocery store (as long as it was just a few items I needed).  I could walk to my volunteer shift at Gilda’s Club (even in dress shoes).

The thing I miss most when Minnie leaves is the company.  She goes and I find myself looking for her every few hours.  I miss the cuddles.  I miss her sleeping on the couch while I read a book.  I even miss the evening, going to bed, routine.  But not enough to need a dog of my own.  I am reminded that the best part of being a grandparent is that you get to send them home.20160325_071029

Running

These haven't been out of the box since I tried them on a year ago.  (Two years ago?)

These haven’t been out of the box since I tried them on a year ago. (Two years ago?)

You didn’t think I meant exercise did you?  More appointments today, more all week.  I was up at 5:30 this morning and we still were rushing to get out the door.  We would have been on time for our 8:30 appointment but there was road construction.   On a day when the North wind is blowing and the temps are below freezing it seems wrong to be waylaid by our second season (winter and road construction).

Gandalf is hanging in there.  I can’t tell if he’s perked up or if he’s just upset that I’ve been gone so much.  I’m hoping he’s going to be willing to eat something today, he hasn’t all weekend.

Tax day is tomorrow.  I’ve managed to get as far as sending a note to the accountant to ask him to file an extension.  That counts right?  Thing is that once the deadline moves it becomes just as easy to keep putting it off.

This is Gandalf last week.  He's not looking THIS good.

This is Gandalf last week. He’s not looking THIS good.

One day at a time, one appointment at a time, one mess at a time.  And squeezing in a little blog post during my rest breaks in between.   What I really want is a good nap, but I’m not going to get one today!  I have to put away groceries!

 

 

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