Isn’t it time for
my walk yet????
I
patiently wait for the Boss to complete his perusal of the daily news, finish
his cup of coffee or his nap or whatever is stopping him from taking me for my walk.
Patience
is a virtue the Mrs tells me, not sure about virtue, I would prefer a rawhide “tue” any day.
Back
to the daily walk - if the sun is shining there is never a problem. Usually the Boss is as enthusiastic as me to
get outside but if a few raindrops fall from the sky the story is oh so
different. He does not like the rain or
grey days, you know the type - low cloud and dismal outlook - these are the
days he disappears into his workshop and it’s a devil of a job to get him to come out. I have perfected a few ploys to encourage him
to spend time with me. These include
fetching my ball and dropping it at his feet while looking encouragingly into
his eyes and wagging my tail. Another is
standing direcly in front of him and staring unblinkingly at him for long moments of time or until the Mrs dissolves into
giggles and says “I think Beau is trying to get your attention” - I can always
rely on her for back up. Finally I
resort to touch as per this photo. I can
remain in this position for any length of time, occasionally changing paws,
until the weight of my paw gets to him, making his foot ache, at which point
and with encouragement from the Mrs he eventually gives in and I get to go on
my walk. Now that is patience…….