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Matting down the grass

12 Jun

ImageI put on a stern voice every morning as I try to get my dog, Penny, to ‘go poop’ after her breakfast. She wanders about, obviously taking in something more than I can perceive. She circles a spot and smells intently making a slight move as if – no. That was the wrong place. She bounces away and starts mimicking a tracker again, following some invisible trail.

“Go Poop!”

I imagine that I am helping her.

Despite my frustration with the dog this morning, I start doing exactly the same thing later in the day. I just arrived at the library to do a bit of quick studying (for the Chem Praxis Exam), do some research (regarding a product I am consulting on), and check email before I head over to the Enterprise Center of Johnson County (ECJC) for a lunch seminar. Because I arrived just at opening, there is nothing but space here and only a very few people. Like my dog – or like Dr. Sheldon Cooper trying to find a good movie seat, I go through the same antics.

I’ve wandered around for a while looking, then tried a few possibilities, and even now I’m sitting at what is decidedly NOT the right place.

I need to get something (other than this) done, so I think I’ll try just one more place and get to work.

 

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2 Comments

Posted by on June 12, 2014 in Personal Life, Uncategorized

 

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2 responses to “Matting down the grass

  1. Tamarah Rockwood

    June 12, 2014 at 9:43 am

    I did this for about a year with our cocker spaniel when he was a puppy. I would take him on a leash in the backyard, to the same spot every morning at the same time…and I think he thought I was taking him outside to enjoy the view. We’d just stand there looking at the grass together, sharing the moment, apparently. Then we’d go back inside and his little brain would go, “Oh yeah, I have to go!!” It kind of worked itself out eventually.

     
  2. Lisa

    June 12, 2014 at 10:44 pm

    Hahaha!

     

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