A Day In The Life Of A Dog

Some links before I get started today. Norma had a movie review. She also had a silly photoblog day. Yesterday having had been a Friday, Parsnip had a Square Dog Friday post. Eve's A-Z posts continue, and you can find one here and here. Mark had this post about his books. And the Whisk had a Friday question.

Now then, today I return to my regular dog and cat blogs. As always, I am starting with the point of view of the hound, who as usual can be counted on to be up to no good....

7:31 AM. Awake at home. Slept well. Dreamed of finding the long lost Inca City Of Bones. 

7:35 AM. Taking a look outside. Spring has finally sprung. Looks like we had rain in the night. Hopefully that means I can find a mud puddle somewhere when I’m out on my run.

7:43 AM. The human comes downstairs. Good morning, human! Is it a fine spring day out there or what? 

7:46 AM. Having breakfast. Wolfing down my kibbles at near record speed.

7:53 AM. Out the back door to start my morning constitutional. See you later, human!

8:13 AM. Running through the backfields, barking ceaselessly. Woof woof woof!

8:37 AM. Have just spent a few minutes chasing a rabbit. This one got away. Better luck next time!

9:05 AM. Stopping in my tracks on the McKillen farm. Here right before me is the Mother Of All Mud Puddles. 

I can’t resist.

9:23 AM. Running and jumping and playing and having a ball in the mud and water. 

9:48 AM. Okay, time to go home. That’s enough of that for one day.

9:53 AM. Strolling through the back fields. I happen to see that cranky cat on a fence post. She’s watching me. She shakes her head in dismay. I could be wrong, but she might be wondering if I’m crazy. Hey, cat! You should try running around in the mud! It might make you less cranky!

9:54 AM. The cat hisses her dislike, and I shrug and walk away. Fine. Be that way.

10:07 AM. Coming back home. Barking as I walk up to the house. Hello, human! Open the door!

10:08 AM. The human opens the door- I start up towards it, and she steps out on the deck and shuts it before I can go inside. What’s the problem, human?

10:09 AM. The human asks where I’ve been to get in all this mud. Oh, the McKillen place. The snowmelt really worked wonders in their back forty this year. It’ll be a couple of weeks before they can get in there to get any work done... now, how about letting me go inside?

10:11 AM. The human subjects me to the ordeal of the garden hose. Human! I’m not that muddy, and besides, I was drying off before you started hosing me down.

10:15 AM. Subjected to the Towel of Torment. Come on, human! I can dry off naturally! And don’t get started on wet dog smell.

10:22 AM. The human finally pronounces me cleaned up and lets me back in the house. Makes me wonder if she understands the appeal of a good mud puddle.

10:26 AM. Circling around three times before lying down in the living room for a nap.

1:05 PM. Slowly waking up from nap. Uh oh.... did I miss lunch?

1:12 PM. I have confirmed by the dishes in the dish tray that the human already had lunch. How on earth did she manage to eat without my hearing? Was I that deep in sleep?

2:23 PM. The human is hanging some washing out to dry. I am keeping post watching for the evil mailman. Sooner or later he’ll show up. I wonder why he’s so late today. He must be somewhere plotting something horrible and evil. Either that or he drove his car off a cliff. I would vastly prefer the latter, but I’m not sure the death of a postman would make the news.

3:16 PM. Come on, mailman, what's taking you?

4:15 PM. Back inside. Consulting the calendar. Wait a minute... today’s Saturday??? I wasted two and a half hours waiting for a postman who’s off today?

6:35 PM. Having dinner with the human. Bacon pancakes are always a good meal.

11:45 PM. The human is turning off the lights to get off to bed. Hey, would you leave the door open? If I feel like coming up later on and licking your feet, I’d rather not have to bark to be let in.