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Get Ready Week, Here We Come!

Fact: “Stewardesses” is the longest word typed with only the left hand.

I there! This is Scout, The Wonder Dog, and I am taking over for Daddy today.

So here I am, lounging in my little bed by the foot of Mommy and Daddy’s bed. I opened one eye and saw they were both asleep, so I plotted the best way to get their attention. I knew my beak was wet and cold, the perfect wake-up device. I got up quietly and pranced over to Daddy’s side of the bed. I studied his exposed body and decided my cold, moist sniffer needed to be planted on Daddy’s forehead.

I took careful aim, and I pounced, plopping my rather large proboscis smack dab in the center of his temple. Daddy recoiled with a shriek and mumbled something about getting kissed by an inebriated octopus; I did not take offense; he was sound asleep!

Once Daddy’s eyes opened, and he saw my rather adorable smile, our eyes became locked, and we starred at each other from a distance of roughly two inches. I knew he knew that I knew what I just did; it was my version of an alarm clock.

“Hey Daddy, it’s just little ól me!”

As Daddy tossed my rather prodigious body out the back door, I watched him head to the machine that transforms little plastic pouches into a hot black liquid; I think he calls it a Keurig. OK, my morning job is done; Daddy is up, the coffee is being made, and I can make tinkle in the south-40.

My Daddy is really nice, he left the door cracked, so I could come back inside as the temperature was in the high 40s. It was not quite glacial, but my nose was turning white; perhaps time to wake up Mommy? No, that would not bode well for my long-term health!

Dad says silly things all the time to me, especially when he talks “baby-talk.”   I give him a look that says, ‘Wow, you’re right! I never would’ve thought of that!'” It works every time!

Scout is classy!

We went on a walk today, and Daddy is teaching me to heal; my neck is hurting, but I think I am getting the hang of it ( no pun intended).

When we got back, we stopped in the front yard and admired the bulbs which are just coming up. We planted these on November 15th, so it has taken 90 days to come up!

We love to see our flowers grow!

The daffodil symbolizes rebirth and new beginnings. Though daffodils do grow in shades of white and orange, they are best known for brightening up the garden with their cheery yellow hues. The Latin name for daffodil is Narcissus, and it is believed to be named after the son of the river god from Greek mythology.

After I walked my humans, Mom went to the kitchen, and Dad was in the garage. Mom made something that Dad calls “Gruel”; it kinda looks like my food, only lighter in color. Mommy made muffins yesterday, so they had two muffins; they do not feed me those because they are not suitable for doggies? I gave them my very saddest look, and I got a bite from the bottom of one muffin.

We have brunch on the patio!

My exceptional hearing recognized an “Amazon Alexa Alert,” I call it a Tripple-A. I barked, and Dad went to get the phone. Dad read it to me; I have yet to master reading! Dad said something to Mom about getting his Speedo because of the high heat. Mom became visibly upset and responded, “Not when Scout is around; you might scare him.” I was puzzled. What is a Speedo?

More wind!

Mom and Dad called my sister Colleen and Mark because it was their anniversary. I love Colleen, she always talks to me, and I try to look nonchalant; we play a game!

It was Colleen and Mark’s twentieth anniversary.

Dad looked at the weather station and snapped a picture of it to send to my sister. He said something about, Wow! Eighty-seven degrees and I did hear Colleen say something about eleven degrees. Humans are very complicated!

Colleen had to see this one!

My sister is very thoughtful and sent this gift to Mom and Dad. They were not sure what it was until Dad said, “It looks like a turd.” I didn’t recognize it, and I am a professional turd-ologist, having made certain deposits many times in the south forty!

Mom studied the gift, and because Mommy is so bright, she pronounced, “The white item is a roll of toilet paper!”. They both laughed at Colleen’s gift, and I remained stoic and aloof!

A gift from New Hampshire!

Mom and Dad worked in the garage most of the day with Mommy cleaning out and organizing the freezers (we have three) and Dad attempting to find the top of his workbench! When that happens, my brother, Joe, is coming over!

At 5:30 PM, they announced they were done working; it was time to rest. Mom and Dad have these little flat things they call e-books, and for the next two hours, they sat at the table and read, often laughing uncontrollably.

Dad snapped a picture of me with my toys!

I am a handsome devil!

I have a great game I play! I move to different spots in my house and go to sleep, which makes Mom and dad have to get up and look for me. I have to make them exercise. Dad thinks pulling the lever on the reclining chair is exercise, and mom thinks pushing the buttons on her Kindle is exercise!

Dinner was simple; they were chips and dip and had a glass of wine. I went outside and got ready for bed, and they followed suit (except for the part about going outside; they are potty trained), and we all crashed about 9:00 PM. It was a dog-gone good day!

I asked Dad what I should use for the closing picture; I think this will be OK!

About Paul

Just an old retired guy trying to finish out my last years on this planet. I lost my best friend and wife in early 2020. I was blessed again by reconnecting with Dr. Mary Côté, a long-time friend. Mary and I got married July 28th, 2021, and are enjoying life together and plan to spend the rest of our lives being a blessing to our friends and family.
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