“I think we are drawn to dogs because they are the uninhibited creatures we might be if we weren’t certain we knew better.”
When I woke up, I heard the raindrops from the eaves. The day is filled with gray clouds and looks dismal. Since I was little, I’ve always believed that around Christmas time rain should be banned. The sun should shine or it should snow. I prefer the sun, but I don’t mind the snow. There is something about a White Christmas which touches us all. Today, though, has a silver lining. My tree with all its lights looks bright in the darkness of the rain and the clouds.
My errands took three hours yesterday. On the Cape, “You can’t there from here,” would be the answer when asked how to get from some towns to another. I couldn’t get directly from 6A in Dennis to Harwich so I had to go a roundabout way and then went another roundabout way to get from Harwich to Orleans. I had to stop at one place twice because it was so busy the first time, and I added a stop at Dunkin’ Donuts, a total necessity.
When I got home, I loaded my arms with packages as only one was heavy so I could bring them all in at once. The dog’s leash was wrapped around my hand so I wouldn’t drop it. As I was going up the walk I thought the dog’s collar sounded especially noisy. When I turned around to let Gracie in, I had a leash and a collar, no dog. The noise was her license bouncing on the brick walk. I saw Gracie down the street, ran in and called my friends so Tony went outside to herd the beastie. Gracie avoids me but loves Tony. She went right to him, and he put her Christmas present around her neck: a beautiful red collar which has a small Christmas tree and says Merry Christmas. Gracie got her present early so maybe it wasn’t really an escape but a ruse. I wish I had a picture of the look on my face when I turned around and saw the leash and the collar.
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December 10, 2011 at 1:53 pm
Especially nice post today: great music and photo, and the Gracie story made me grin.
December 10, 2011 at 3:58 pm
Thanks, Rowan
I was totally shocked to find no Gracie and there I was being courteous and letting her in the house first!
December 10, 2011 at 2:46 pm
How do they do it without us noticing it? Hector is a master when it comes to get out of the leash without me noticing it 🙂 But he always follows just behind me anyway 🙂
I thin layer of powder snow is always welcome at christmas but not more 🙂 I don’t mind if it is cold though, at least the dogs are clean after a walk on ciold days 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
December 10, 2011 at 4:00 pm
Christer,
I don’t know how she did that. I didn’t feel a tug at all. She is a roamer but she usually runs down the street where her friend Cody lives. Once she was gone for a long time, and I knew she was lost. It took until 1:30 in the morning to find her. It took days for my heartbeat so slow down.
December 10, 2011 at 4:14 pm
We were knee deep in old ornaments, putting some in the trash, inbetween trying to keep two Himalayans away from the boxes and tissue paper. I finally put them both out on the porch and had a good laugh watching the two french doors with lower glass panes, one each, with little flat noses desparate to come back in. I think they called me “Scrooge” today.
December 10, 2011 at 9:27 pm
Z&Me,
Cats so love all that activity. I swear mine never ate ribbons until this year. They love boxes and tissue paper. Fern chases it as if it were a mouse.
The poor babies!
December 10, 2011 at 4:58 pm
Great story about Gracie. She must have a little cat in her. All I want for Christmas is a ruling from the judge about our pool. I woke up at 6:30 yesterday and went into SF to hear what the judge was going to rule. Most of the description is on our site so I won’t go into detail here, but she hasn’t decided, which leaves us to bite our nails, and wait. Did I ever mention that I am not a patient person? So, after we hear her decision, we will either have a funeral ritual or drink champaign. All I can think of is all I want for Christmas is my 2 front teeth ( without cavities).
December 10, 2011 at 9:28 pm
Lori,
I am crossing my fingers that all will be in your favor, and you’ll have your warm pool.
Gee, imagine! You are not a patient person. That was a shocker!
December 10, 2011 at 6:24 pm
The fragility of your article can be compared to my heart similarly. A sensitive narration like this touches my heart and makes me cry. I hope that you would love your dog eternally for certain cause it makes sense than caring him at all.
December 10, 2011 at 9:22 pm
Thanks, Louise
I think Gracie knows how much she is loved. I certainly know how much she loves me!
December 10, 2011 at 9:11 pm
Hi Kat,
Great Gracie story! I don’t know how they do it either. My old dog Tegan got herself out of a figure 8 harness. She wrapped her leash around my legs, turned herself around and used me as leverage to get the harness off. She did all this so that she could chase the UPS truck down the street. By the time I disentangled myself she had disappeared around the corner. I didn’t know whether walk down the street after her or go get the car because she was pretty fast. Just then she came trotting back into view with a triumphant expression as if she had caught the truck. The little witch. 🙂
Lovely day today. I had a Christmas party with friends. Great food and great company.
Enjoy the day.
December 10, 2011 at 9:31 pm
Hi Caryn,
That dog is a Houdini and has been since puppyhood. Nothing will top her jumping a 6 foot fence.
I laughed at your Tegan story. I figure she was as pleased as punch with her triumphant escape. I wonder how the UPS guy felt!
I too had a lovely day-dinner with a friend I don’t get to see often enough!
December 10, 2011 at 9:32 pm
The dog I mean is, of course, Gracie.