“Dogs teach us a very important lesson in life: The mail man is not to be trusted”

What a glorious morning! We have sun and a blue sky. It is even warm, at least comparably. I have been busy. Henry got me up at 6:30 so he could go out. He ran down the stairs, and I had no choice but to follow. I have found Henry doesn’t walk: he runs up and down stairs and up and down the hall; he runs into the yard and up the backstairs. He runs into the kitchen. He runs and jumps on my bed which is why I couldn’t go back to sleep this morning; instead, I changed my bed. It took a while because of a dog sitting in the middle of it. I also restuffed and sewed the chewed edge of my comforter. I had been collecting down from all over the floor; however, I found another chewed edge. I just tucked it under. Henry barked for the first time this morning. It started with his growling. I checked out the front door and saw nothing. I thanked Henry for barking, for being on alert. The last Henry thing of the morning was he came in the dog door without me even being there to lift the flap. We’ll work on going out the dog door next. Henry is doing well.

I was five when my aunt brought us Duke. He was six months old and had been returned to the breeder. I don’t know how my aunt found out about him. I don’t know if she told my parents ahead of time. I just remember he howled in the living room when he first arrived, and he was the reason I fell in love with boxers. Duke was protective. I remember once during a storm he tried to break out of the house because someone was walking on the street. He growled and barked over and over. We felt safe. Duke was also stubborn, a boxer trait. That drove my father crazy. Duke used to follow us everywhere. I’d turn around and tell him to stay. Every time I did he was sitting down, but the distance between us never got any greater. He was tricky. He was amazing. Duke was with us for my whole childhood. He lived a long time but dogs never do live long enough.

I don’t think I’ll ever be without a dog.

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10 Comments on ““Dogs teach us a very important lesson in life: The mail man is not to be trusted””

  1. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    Your description of the Henry Morning is wonderful. He hasn’t barked before now? Wow. I sort of wish mine didn’t bark quite so much.

    Piki Dog doesn’t walk anywhere either. He flings himself around the house. It’s the only way I can describe it. It involves running but there is also leaping and flipping and twisting and hind foot walking and ricocheting off the furniture or my knees. It’s exhausting to watch him.

    The rain has stopped. The sun is sometimes visible. It’s not too bad outside at the moment and it’s not snowing which is a plus. 🙂

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      He’s growled a bit before this but no barks. One of my friends just dropped by and Henry growled at him but relaxed when I sat beside him. I’ve never had a barker for the sake of barking.

      Dogs are funny. I love Piki Dog’s craziness. Henry has speed.

      The sun had the sky all alone this morning, but the clouds are rolling in though rain is not predicted. I guess the next few days are supposed to be cloudy. What a surprise!1

      Have a great day!

  2. Hedley Says:

    And from Washington Township, the home town of The Prince, came Desiree Linden who zoomed along and won the Boston Marathon. This is a very nice thing. Seems she headed up north to Charlevoix to be ready for inclement weather and got it right.

    Talking of which we were blessed this morning with the worst driving of the whole season – Even my Jeep was shifting around on the sheets of ice that covered the road. Having recovered rom the weekend ice storm, we can also look forward to measurable snow overnight tomorrow. this stuff doesn’t seem to end

    Mrs MDH and I are getting ready for a short road trip up to Toronto to see Steven Wilson in concert. Although I have been heavily promoting his music (specifically to an unreceptive im6) I have never seen him live. So we will be in the 6th row, by fare the oldest and I will not be yelling Free Bird (your most awfullest post of 2018)

    I am tired of this weather. Tottenham play at Brighton this afternoon, I have to “hide” the game on my computer behind various windows BUT it will be on

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      She mentioned that the conditions were so awful she almost quit. I applaud the runners who completed the race. That was a nasty day.

      We had a snow shower which only lasted a couple of minutes, but it has been so cold. Tonight will be in the 30’s. The sun has disappeared.

      I haven’t taken a trip of any sort in a while. My next one will be to visit my friends in New Hampshire, but I have to get Henry used to the car before we go.

      This weather is beyond the pale!

      Have a wonderful trip to Toronto. Enjoy the concert!

  3. olof1 Says:

    Henry is getting comfortable now 🙂 Albin never barks indoors but he has all these other sounds, he howls when I wake up in the morning and it is sort of hard to get back to sleep after that 🙂
    He does bark outside though, as long as it moves it is bark worthy.

    Mostly cloudy here today but little wind and slightly above 50F. It did rain but less here than at work. We’ll get a few days with rather high temperatures they say but after that back to around 50F again.

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      I agree that Henry is getting comfortable. I was surprised when debarked.He has a deep one.

      We get really cold every night, down to the 30’s. I am so sick of this weather. There is a breeze which does make it feel colder.

      Have a great evening!

  4. Bob Says:

    An article this morning in USA Today suggested that the MLB season should be reduced to 145 games. Begin the season on April 15th and end it on September 15th. I don’t think the owners will go for the reduction in revenue. 🙂

    A dog is a wonderful companion as long as you have a fenced in backyard. Luckily, my two children, 24 year old daughter and 21 year old son, are both toilet trained and provide me with way too much companionship. 🙂

    Another beautiful day with clear skies and mid 80 temperatures.

    • katry Says:

      Henry is housebroken. I love it. He runs to the door and wants out. That is so much easier than a puppy.

      I agree that 162 games plus the playoffs are just too many. It is the longest season of any sport.

      80˚ this time of year is just too hot. I’ll take my summer any time. I would not like living in air conditioning. Granted, this is a weird year with weather gone amok.

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