MAY 2024

Water, water everywhere.  Even I, who never really minds being outside in the rain or plunging into water of any temperature, have found the continuous downpour a bit much.  The grounds are really squelchy and the lake is overflowing on the spillway like Niagara Falls. The Boss and the Mrs decline to venture outside much in the inclement weather as do all the other members of this tiny hamlet where I spend my holidays.  Not another dog in sight and only cows that brave the rain and stare at me from the other side of the fence.

The upside is I can lie beside the roaring fire and toast my tummy, occasionally rolling over to warm the other side some warmth.  Alas among the good things in life there is always a situation that doesn't go to plan.....dinner time.  I have been relaxing with the Boss in front of the fire enjoying the heat but now I want him to wake up and open the door so i can retrieve my dinner bowl from the rain-soaked garden.  My tummy is telling me it is time for my dinner, but his eyes are still closed and his breathing too even for him to be aware of my hunger and the Mrs is not around to give him a nudge so I have no alternative but to gently lean on his foot to bring him back to awareness of my plight and have patience to wait for his tummy to tell him the same as mine.

 

APRIL 2023

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…….