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| Where did the sidewalk go? |
I am babysitting my daughter's dog while she basks in the Florida sun. He is a Jack Russel and a very good puppy, to my daughter's benefit. I have never been a pet lover. OK, shoot me now pet lovers of the world. It is not that I dislike animals but I prefer the company of humans. Besides it is usually I who gets the job of caretaker.However, animals do provide some entertainment.
Winston, the puppy's name, needed to go do business. He usually marks his territory in the middle of our duplex unit. The 20" snowfall caused a bit of a problem because the sidewalk ended in a mountain of snow. He paced and paced! Being too tiny to jump into the large snow drifts that lined the sidewalk he got frustrated and barked to come in; it is very cold outside. Then he did his circle routine and decided he needed to solve this problem or be uncomfortable the whole evening. I once again opened the door and watched him pace the sidewalk in disbelief. And then, being the resourceful puppy that he is, Winston went behind the bushes that line the house and relieved himself. That was a fun bit of imagery on a snow bound day. Laughing out loud...am I bored or what!
