Now that I actually have a job teaching I find myself sitting in front of the computer screen every day and most nights. I do this so much I went out and purchased glasses for reading on the screen. I was so tired of trying to read through the transitional lens and my new glasses have remedied this little dilemma. Normally I sit until I get everything finished that was on my agenda however tonight was a bit different. Brodie, my Gordon Setter, quietly lays at my feet waiting for me to move.
Brodie was laying in front of my desk and being quiet except for the ever present cry that he makes most of the time. He rarely leaves my side, unless of course he’s upset with me for some strange reason. Anyway, so he’s laying quietly by my desk, when all of a sudden he sits up and growls. Not the mean growl or “I’m going to get you growl” but “I want you to listen to me” growl. I stopped reading the discussion board, and asked, “what do you want buddy?” Believe it or not he answered with growl growl. So I replied back to him, “so is it time to go for our walk?” The dog just about flipped here in the loft. He started prancing and dancing and growling telling me he was excited and wanted to go out for his walk. It took me just a few more minutes to complete what I was doing before I got up from my chair. When I did, Brodie knew we were going.
Walking down the stairs to get his leash and poop bags I usually go slowly, but Brodie runs down like there’s a major fire upstairs. He grabs his beloved hedgehog and runs around the downstairs waiting for me to get his leash. Once I get him leached up, we head for the door, but before I get there I realize I need poop bags. So back we go to get 3. Once we are out the door and the door is locked we start down to the main street and Brodie is at the end of his leash trying to get to every single bush, plant, and tree on the street. (he’s very good at this)
Our route varies every day and today I kept it kinda short because it was still hot outside. When it’s in the high 90’s I keep the walk to a short one, and being 99 degrees outside a short walk was what Brodie could handle tonight. As it was by the time we are less than half way through, Brodie begins to slow down and not pull any on the leash. Silly dog. Loves to go out, but with the heat he can’t handle a long walk. So now that we are back in the house, I’m back in Front of The Screen once again.