As
always, “This Week’s” story comes with a bang.
Most are usually something that happens at the end of the week and as
you might envision, I am never short of material and usually it’s because of
the dogs and “This Week” is no exception.
Although I had a little accident on the mower Saturday, and as I was
walking back to the house to get the tractor to right the wrong.
“This Week’s”
story came to me and it was another “aha moment” and as I looked heavenly
upward, I thought “This is another theatrical moment and you really drove the
point home…again” but it’s known that I am a good learner…sometimes.
Spring
is the dog’s favorite time, the grass starts to grow, the days get warm and
long, the lake gets warm (but it never makes a difference to them) the mud
dries up and most importantly the mower starts again. During the winter months, not much machinery
runs for various reasons but summer time is game on. Once the season starts, they think that every
time I walk out the back door and walk to the pole barn to get a machine, it’s only
for their sole pleasure. Just walking
that way starts the excitement. If they
are laying or sitting anywhere in the vicinity, their eyes get big, ears perk
up, prancing is everywhere and some ever start to bark. Keely will take off running, jumping the
decorative fence taking Abbie with her even if the gate open just because they
can. The others will run nearly 30 feet
and stop and wait but barking all the time.
Whether it’s the tractor, Gater, chain saw, blower or lawnmower, if it
goes varoom-varoom, it means to start running, and I don’t know where, just
somewhere.
As
we all know it can be dangerous. Years
ago, one of our first dogs “Max” was running alongside our neighbor’s 4 wheeler
and he got so excited, he turned the wrong way and they ran directly over him,
they sped to the house and Max followed and was good as new. They were so apologetic but everything was
fine and Max wanted more. If I cut
grass, they will lay a ball or a stick in front of the mower so I will have to
stop and play and I will tell you, there are times when I don’t see the ball
and boy does it fly across the yard. I’m
sure they have figured it out and think I drive a big ball launcher and it is their personal toy. The thing that worries me the
most is when they run through the woods.
They will bob in and out of the trees, not really watching the trail
ahead, only each other and I can’t imagine the processing that is going through
their brain in milliseconds. “Just be
careful kids” is always on my mind and shouted at times but nothing can break
them from running and having a good time.
I
like water sports best, there is usually no collisions except the time when
Clancy jumped on top of me as I relaxed on a raft and I’m sure they all want the
raft to themselves.
As always, be
careful with automobiles, even mine have no fear of them and will walk as close
as they can as someone pulls in.
Dutchess does it to be the first in the car, just to see if they brought
her anything or she may even discovers something under the seat. All in all be careful with cars. They can be deadly for I know… we have lost 7
of our adult pups to vehicle accidents and of course just last week Roxie left
is...
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| Roxie's last home on this earth... |
but
I know she is patiently waiting with a "chuck-it ball launcher" in
her mouth.
This is the beginning of the summer season and keep it safe and remember…don’t drive your
mower up a steep hill near gravel, water, sticker bushes at full speed, you
will come down even faster, sometimes upside down…Ken
