Riddle Me This…

Hey, It’s Jet Here.

JJ, Mom and I just returned from our predawn walk in the fresh, crisp, day 1 of cold front air.  Remember how much I love the scent of pine?  If not, no worries, read this.  To my utter delight and surprise, five houses along our path this morning graced their lawns with Christmas trees ready for Monday’s garbage pickup. Ahhh… to smell the limbs… to empty my tank… good stuff for a Saturday morning!

On the subject of walking routes, Riddle Me This:  What is the difference between walking clockwise on our morning route in the predawn darkness versus the post sunset darkness?

Here’s the back-story to help you.  Almost every weekday morning we journey in a clockwise rectangular route passing: my friend, Dixie’s house, my non-friend, Abby the border collie’s house (I’ve tried, really.) Pebbles, the boxer with the deep bark’s house, Freddie’s house, Lola the chocolate lab’s house, Pepper the medium sized poodle’s house, Vance & Vilda the Westies’ house, Simba’s house, Neve’s house, Sammy’s house and finally back home.  We pass other houses, too, however, it’s easier for me to remember the houses with other K9s in them.

At night, depending on who we walk with, if anyone, the weather, the time, and/or my personal curiosity, we head out one of three ways.  If we choose to copy our morning path, we usually stop and either pick Dixie and Mary Ann up or at least say hello.  For some reason, after that I will NOT continue in a clockwise fashion.  Mom tries:

  • “Jet” therapy techniques,
  • her “I’m serious” voice,
  • encouragement from Mary Ann,
  • “snap out of it” techniques from Caesar and
  • anything else she can think of at the moment.

A clue:  If we can somehow travel by two or three houses, I eventually get back into normal rhythm.

Another great and enigmatic day.