Sunday, January 3, 2010

A Time For Healing

The terror has ended for now. My father and his dog Joe went back to Arkansas after a 6 week visit. Maybe now my back yard and nerves can recover. After about 3 weeks of a light rain in December my yard was one big mud hole after Joe ran his 50 laps a day. I've never seen a dog that loves to run like he does. Granted my father's yard is about a quarter acre and gives him lots of room but still. My girls did get a lot of exercise while he was here because if he wasn't chasing them and pawing at them they were chasing him.
Maybe I will have grass again before the heat of summer.

Poor Sable got so tired of Joe jumping on her. He is a good dog in some respects. While traveling you would not know he was with you. He laid down in the back seat for the 11 hour drive and never showed any interest in getting out when I would stop. At three years of age he is a bit more quiet but still likes to run a play. However, he acts like he doesn't know his name. Again I took them all to the dog park and I would call him and he was not phased at all. So strange.


3 comments:

Scout 'n Freyja said...

I know that you feel relieved but in all honesty, I would give my eye teeth to have my father in my home for 6 hours let alone 6 weeks. Since he died, I miss him terribly.

CJ/Rick said...

I miss my Dad. Didn't intend to imply that it is him that I'm relieved to have gone. It's Joe that I can't say I miss. Well, not all that comes with having Joe here.

哭泣 said...

你不能和一個握緊的拳頭握手..................................................