Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Not Much

I don't think twice about dropping Ray at daycare anymore. I know I've said it before, but Ray LOVES daycare. It's very difficult to get him in the car at the end of the day because he doesn't want to come home. He just pulls a Gandhi and refuses to move. It's a bit embarrassing and is one of the reasons that I think Ray needs to be in a multi-dog household. He needs to hang with his peeps. 
On the way home, Ray was whining. I was half way home before the thought occurred to me that maybe he had to go. I picked up my speed and we got home in record time. I let Ray loose in the backyard and watched as he made a beeline for one of his usual poop spots. I made a mental note to take the dog for a turn around a grassy area after daycare. Although, really, I don't know if it would do any good. Ray has never pooped anywhere except in his own backyard. It's one of the things I really appreciate about him. Most dogs pooping on someone else's lawn look vaguely embarrassed and uncomfortable like they wish they had an outhouse or somewhere a little more private to do their business. I don't see that in Ray. He knows the backyard is his and he uses it exclusively. Like an executive restroom. 
Ray was exhausted when he got home. I could tell because he didn't yell after doing his business. (He was probably hoarse from yelling at the other dogs.) He also didn't have any energy to get into mischief (except for chewing up the lid to the cat food can - my fault, I didn't think he'd be able to reach it in the sink), he just sacked out on the couch.  
Hugo, feeling particularly bold with a comatose dog on the living room couch, came into the family room and curled up in his usual spot between my feet. He was there for about half an hour before Ray, for some reason known only to himself, got up and wandered into the room. Hugo freaked out and took off upstairs. Ray ambled over to the stairs, knowing that he had once again missed out on something interesting. Then he went back to the living room couch and back to sleep. I'm not entirely sure he ever woke up. I think he may have been sleep walking. 

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