Sunday, February 5, 2012

Vitamin D in Oregon

"Do you think he has any idea where he is going today and who he will be with?"
"I don't think so. But I bet he is dreaming of it."

When I finally woke up, the sun was shining, birds were singing, Sweety was barking next door, and I could hear Mamma and James whispering in the background. Last week, we had rain on and off, but for the last few days temperatures have been in the high 50's and the skies were bluer than an infant's onesie.
After James drove Mamma to SWOCC on Monday, he and I headed to Emma's house to find her waiting
impatiently with her master. Emma is a sweetheart, but has much to learn about being a dog and not behaving like she is the center of the universe. I am glad this is where I can be of assistance and aid in her rehab.
While at Bastendorf Beach, we immediately jumped into playful bows. She is still very young, and has a tendency to be very tense, unsure of objects beyond her control, and loaded with nervous anxiety. After about an hour or so, she began to ease up and her usually arched back looked less strained. She actual resembled me.
I had her running, playing tag, and fetching. All the things us dogs love to do. However, getting into the water still puts her on edge. When I was about the same age as Emma,
we lived in Santa Cruz and would visit the beach daily. James, Mamma and I came upon a golden party at a beach one day. No, not a bunch of senior citizens. We happened to drop in on about ten golden retrievers playing and bathing in the sun. Never before had I seen such a remarkable pack of dogs; this was the catalyst that lured me into the water, the miracle that changed me. I know Emma is getting closer, but she will need more convincing.
Now I am like a seal peeping his head out near the shore, catching a glimpse of sand dwellers wanting to be like me. I am so happy playing in water, retrieving and body surfing back to James and Mamma.
I'm always happy to come home to my big brother, Skuzum, who is content to sleep on Ducky or lean on Froggy, his love-slave Froggy, for a post-coital lick.
Have a great week friends. LIVE HAPPY!

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