Saturday 19 November 2011

Worry Wort

I was invited to join a group on Flicker called Daily Dog Challenge.  Where you are given an "assignment" for a daily photo of your dog and I have to say it is a lot of fun.  Todays assignment was an action shot.  I've seen some beautiful photos of dogs running and having a grand time (see Bunny at Tales and Tails and Zoe at Dogs Rock! and many others) but this is where I get, shall I say, paranoid.  I don't know how it happened, but I seem to be turning into one of those over-protective "mothers" that I always made fun of.  I can come  up with any number of reasons throughout the day, why they can't go for a run in the back yard.  I know some of them are reasonable - like they just ate or they are going to eat soon - but when the list starts to grow to:
Too many leaves
Too wet
Too cold
Need their nails cut first
Have to find a bumper to put around the well cap
Maybe we should put foam around the deck supports
Have to check for twigs
and so on;

Of course, these are all things that could be taken care of in short order, until I come up with something else to worry about.  I think I need to lighten up and let them do what they love. 

I think some of it comes from Beckett having a limp every so often, but he really loves to run and here is proof that I used to be a much more fun "Mom".

A Gentleman

Beckett has such good manners -- One morning this week, as I was getting ready for work, and Beckett was in his usual spot (right beside me), he took off out of the room like a shot.  As he got to the hallway, I heard the tell-tale "pfffft, pfffft PFFFT" of the greyhound gas machine going off.  Then he came right back!  I know it was a fluke and he didn't really leave the room just to leave his odorous emmission elsewhere, but it made me smile.