This morning Ray started out strong, at the top of his form, I would have said. He went about three quarters of a mile, then showed good sense by stopping and turning around to go home. Unfortunately he didn't get far before he found one of those lofty-cushy lawns upon which he crashed. To my good fortune, the house in front of which Ray had crashed just happened to have a Little Free Library set up along the sidewalk. While he rested in a cool breeze on his shady lawn, I perused the books. Ironically, there was a book entitled "How to Teach Your Old Dog New Tricks". I unlatched the little door and slid the book out of the little house.
Before I had a chance to even turn a page, Ray was on his feet and ready to go. He knew exactly what I had in my hand and there was no way he was going to let me teach him anything. I put the book back. I could tell from the tag lines on the cover that it wasn't the book for me. There was nothing about how to keep a dog from laying down on a cushy lawn in the shade when a cool breeze was blowing. And I really couldn't imagine what I would do with a Ray-spit-impregnated tissue after I had taught him to extract one from a box.
|New tricks? Puh-leeeeze.|
Even if you didn’t use the tissue it would be a very cool party piece...but Ray is way too smart to be a performing dogReplyDelete
Ray's party trick has always been tip-toeing away with the prosciutto-mozzarella log. He feels he doesn't need another one.Delete
Ha ha! One of our cats will empty an unguarded tissue box of its contents, but none of them have enough area unshredded to be any use either! Ray seems to have his own set of skills; he doesn't need any more :)ReplyDelete
hahaha. Juno used to do that. Thank GOD she outgrew tissue boxes and toilet paper rolls. Now it is just an occasional newspaper or piece of mail.Delete
I'm over the moon to see these new posts ❤ReplyDelete
Bwahaha - that's pretty incredible about that book being right there :)ReplyDelete