Hey, It’s Jet Here.
Yesterday morning, Mom and I set out for my morning constitutional on our weekend route. Mom budgeted our usual time allotment keeping in mind she had to leave to pick up my Auntie Liz and set up for a holiday bazaar super early. I leisurely emptied my tank in scenic spots along the way. As we approached our corner, I pulled to signal Mom I wasn’t finished. Mom succumbed, hoping I would feel more comfortable for the day if I got the job done (solid business). Well, I sauntered through the extra mileage without completing the task.
Mom returned later than usual for my afternoon mini-walk. I jumped and chatted and rolled over for a quick belly rub before allowing Mom to put on my harness. A bit distracted, the tank emptying took longer than usual.
After dinner, I
pulled, suggested we diverge from our recent evening route and took Mom to Mary Ann’s porch. Mom said since Miss Dixie needed a bath, we weren’t walking together. I sat gentlemanly like and wouldn’t move. So, Mom rang the bell and Mary Ann and Dixie came out for a few minutes to share the day’s events. I tried to listen, I really did, but, I pointed to the door and leaned in. Mom figured out that Mr. Jim was on my mind. Mary Ann called her dad, he came out, petted me, and shared a few male bonding minutes. Satisfied all was well, I insisted on returning the way we came instead of walking around the block.
Even though Mom was something called exhausted, I thought she would benefit from the extra evening constitutional and took her on a 2nd route; I’m most considerate.
Jet, thanks for the extra exercise. You reminded me of the early days of parenting. Frequently, parents run late leaving their houses. We must change diapers or encourage bathroom visits, dress or change clothes, and pack up all the necessary items for the excursion. It never fails, you complete the “leaving the house checklist”, get in the car, and OH NO! they need another diaper change, or they have to go potty. It’s like the children know just when parents feel pressure to adhere to a schedule. MOST INCONVENIENT… and that’s the nicest way to express parental frustration at the moment… see the connection Jetty? Uh, sort of Mom…
Another great and on my own timetable day.