Pace rolled in shit again this weekend.
I know he’s just a dog, but for some reason I expect more from him. Saturday was busy for me, but I thought I would give him a quick walk around the park before going into work. I was listening to an NPR podcast on my wife’s Ipod when I looked down and he was rolling in the dirt. He’s just trying to mask his sent so he can sneak up on squirrels, but it makes me crazy. A 20 minute walk turned into a big clean up chore and he had to stay in the house the rest of the day so he didn’t catch cold. Pissed me off, but I’m not getting rid of him.
Present Tense 
Your comment about being disappointed even though you know he’s just a dog made me laugh, Tim. Our dog occasionally digs holes. And I’m not talking about bone-sized holes either. These could rival meerkat holes. We have beaten her, but she still does it. She can’t help herself, really. After all, she’s just a dog!
Just a dog, but still . . . what’s with the shit rolling thing? The worst our cat has done is to get sprayed by a skunk . . . twice. Still, I’d choose skunk over the other.
I wish I had a choice in the matter! These are the kinds of things you don’t hear about before you get a dog. You can’t beat a Wheaton or they’ll just hold it against you. Just my scolding him made Pace crazy with remorse. He hung his head for most of the day. Then we made up.
Not sure if he learned his lesson. Probably not. This is probably karmic pay-back for my acting so wild in my 20s.
Well, as my mother used to say to me, “Sometimes we are cursed with a child that reminds us of ourselves.” Feel lucky it’s only the dog! 🙂
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