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To what’s important to a good Newf.
We had rain last night. That wouldn’t ordinarily be spectacular, but this year it has only occurred for about the third time since early in June. Banner didn’t sleep through the night. Maybe she had forgotten that flashing light during a thunderstorm is just part of a storm. Or perhaps she was enthusiastic about it. She barked to get me to go outside with her a couple of times, but I responded, “You have your own door. Go, go, go . . . and hurry back.” I’m not sure why she has decided that she needs accompaniment to go out in the middle of the night, but it can leave me with a sleep hangover the next morning. This time, I went back to sleep easily enough, but woke again a little early to some insistent urgency. I needed to get up. Banner has a lot of credibility, based on my experience with her assessment of urgency, so I began asking: What do you need? Water? (OK, but that wasn’t it.) Do I need to take Emily out before the rain hits? (Seemed likely, and she agreed, but that wasn’t “it” either.) We will have breakfast in a little while. OK. Do the cats need to be fed? – Dierk is always hungry. Yes, but that wasn’t “it” either. Is it something else? Yes.) I can’t always unravel the answer by asking questions, and this time it remained a mystery. I gave her fresh water, then took Emily out. There were cows at their tank (Banner’s backup from her side of the fence) and they needed water. The float hadn’t been installed for this tank all summer, and water going into the tank from the hydrant is very exciting. She remained inside, though, waiting for Emily to have her turn. OK. Maybe this mystery will be revealed, maybe not.
Banner had gone into the kitchen and laid down in her waiting spot, where she waits while I make coffee or breakfast. A few days before, I had brought back some cranberry-pecan bagels from Braums, and this was breakfast yesterday morning, along with cream cheese. When I brought the bagels out, her enthusiasm surged. She was at my elbow, or close, while I double-tasked, making coffee and heating bagels. When I began spreading cream cheese, her eyeballs were practically spinning. I think I have found another favorite. : ) And I’m fairly certain that was “it”.
Copyright secured by Digiprove © 2022 I woke to reminders again, that Banner wanted to go for a walk, that there was chill in the air and that it was Happy Friday! This means that instead of simply going outside to take care of business, I was summoned with emphasis, as if she needed company for this activity, at around 5-5:30 in the morning. (Love you but no thanks) I told her that her door was open and she could go outside. After a few attempts, she went out on her own. Shortly afterward, we repeated these steps, and I began to wonder whether she had a uti. Upon the third round, I was ready to get up, less bright-eyed than my Newfoundland companion, but ready to start the morning, after a cup of coffee.
Good coffee has been hard to find. After looking through several bags, I decided to mix two. It still needed improvement, but the bad traits of each were diluted.
Banner took a relaxed position to wait out the time it would take for me to prepare and enjoy my coffee. I complimented her on her patience. Then I put my mug away and went to the back door, with the Newf still napping in the kitchen. A bit surprised, I walked back and asked whether she wanted to go to town for a walk. Oh yeah! She jumped up and gaited toward me quickly and happily.
There is a narrow window of time when the sidewalks around the park are almost fully shaded. Timing yesterday was perfect. Today there were some sunlit stretches. The highs are still high, but the length of sun intensity is only a few hours, so the sidewalks were still cool, like an air conditioner for Newf feet.
The maple leaves were colorful, dropping onto the sidewalk. Some of the Maple leaves glistened with sugar crystals. I collected several for countertop art, along with a couple of shiny new acorns.
Banner spent the morning walking at a joyous pace with her head up. It was a bit cool for a human in shorts still, but since my exercise therapist was not in a take-it-slow mode, that didn’t last long.
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