As I write this it is 9:04 AM on a Tuesday morning. Today is my day off and I’m pretty excited about that. I worked the last 6 days straight and for some reason I am more tired than I should be after working that stretch. It is NOWHERE near my all-time record of 31 days in a row back when I worked for KB Toys, but I feel pretty much just as excited about this day off as the one at the end of my 31-day stretch back in the days.
I took the dogs for a walk today at McQueen Park in Mesa. It’s kind of a shame that I have to drive almost 2 ½ miles to find a place for my dogs to walk without fear of being attacked by a pitbull, but those are the side effects of the choices we make in life. Still, I should count myself fortunate that there is a place that close. It could definitely be worse.
I will admit that I really love walking my dogs. I know that it sometimes is a huge pain in the ass to get the whole thing orchestrated (got to get their collars and harnesses on them, put poop bags in the backpack, get water for them and me, a bowl for them to drink out of, get myself ready to go, then take the gauntlet of a walk from my front door to the car), but it’s pretty much like any other road trip I take—once the rubber hits the road it is a journey and the journey is most of the fun no matter where the destination. I guess taking my dogs for a walk is kind of like a road trip on my Nikes.
Izzy Poo-Poo is an angel on the walks as long as she doesn’t see another living thing. As soon as another heartbeat is within range she goes into kill mode (or at least chase mode) and it takes a strong pimp hand to calm her down. But she is SUCH a good walking companion because she gets into the right frame of mind very easily and she will stay right at my side with very little pulling (only when kill/chase mode is activated does she stray from my side) unless she is being a quitter and diving for shade in the Arizona heat.
Foster Charmington can either be hit or miss as far as how he walks on a given day. Some days he is a perfect walking companion and all he wants to do is sniff and walk and maybe run a little bit. Other days he is a COMPLETE psychopath and he does flips, rolls, dives, dodges and any other maneuver he can think of to try to get out of his head lead to go do whatever it is he wants to do. Usually what he wants to do is NOT be on the head lead but still walk right next to you, but I am a stickler for keeping my dogs on a leash because I HATE when I see other people walking their dogs without a leash. I don’t care how well-trained the other dog is, my dog Izzy will eat its face if it comes near us. She LOVES eating other dogs faces.
Anyway, absolutely nothing of major interest happened to us on our walk today, which is JUST the way I like it. Foster flipped out once because a dog barked on the other side of a wall or something and it made him go ape shit, but I dominated him really quickly and he calmed down and we continued on our merry, sweaty little way. It was 94 degrees out there with probably 60% humidity so I got nice and sweaty and they got pretty warm. We actually only walked about 2 miles when I would normally have gone for at least 4, but it was just too hot today. I can’t wait for the weather to cool down a bit so I can really work these guys (and myself). I just made a pretty big decision in my life and I will announce it soon, but working with these guys in cooler weather is definitely going to help me with my finishing of the project I am going to start.
I promise these will eventually get more exciting to read. Right now I’m just trying to get into the swing of things. Eventually something creative will start to spill out of me, just have to prime the pump. Okay kids, off to see what movie I’m going to watch today. Later.
B!
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