I haven’t been feeling too well lately, but have still managed to walk a bit in the morning sunshine, knowing, how healing it can be.
I’m delighted with the team of dogs, sidling up to me, as if they know, I’m not at the top of my game.
This morning, a beagle, bullmastiff and a pitt-mix, all came to my aid, like candy-stripers, just with tails, having never made their acquaintance before.
It’s so interesting how animals just instinctively know, when you need a little care.
The beagle got yelled at, refusing to leave me. His owner, shaking her tousled gray head said, “Malcom is the oddest dog I’ve ever had, since as a rule, he’s so obedient. But every once in a while…
I winked at Malcolm whispering, “She doesn’t realize you’re on duty,” giving me one more good nuzzle before heeling, as it were.
Leona the Pitt’s father was so busy texting, he didn’t even notice he was minus a dog. It was I who brought her back, frisbee and all, after tossing it a few times.
Have you ever noticed how dogs smile? Leona could easily do a Pepsodent ad. Maybe I should introduce her to my print agent.
As for Monkey-face, the mastiff, who was clearly raised right since his owner came over with him and said, “You look as if you need a pal today.”
So Becky and Monkey-face, sweetly, escorted me from the park, Becky sharing her bag of walnuts.