Thursday, August 18, 2016
Hot Footed Senior Citizens
Rusty: You dogs seem to have such interesting walks. I wonder if I should start walking with you.
Merci: I don't think you'd enjoy it. You'd have to walk on a leash.
Rusty: That's okay. I could learn.
Merci: You'd have to walk with Marcus:
Rusty: Never mind. I can stay home.
Merci: What made you think you'd like to go walking with us?
Rusty: I look at the pictures you bring home and think how exciting it would be to see the scenes in person.
Merci: A couple of weeks ago, Jan stopped and turned toward the mill. This is what we saw. Storm clouds.
Rusty: I can see storm clouds at home.
Merci: When we looked to the right, we saw Jan's favorite old tree and an unsettling sky.
Rusty: I'd sure love to climb that tree if I had claws.
Merci: But when we looked to our left, we saw a beautiful white cloud. It looked like a fluffy white dog waving it's front paws with joy.
Rusty: It looked like a what?
Merci: Okay, you had to be there to see it in the original size. It was enormous. It loses a little ... a lot in a photograph, but it sure was a happy cloud.
Rusty: I didn't know a cloud could be happy.
Merci: It made Jan smile. And then we hot-footed it home at a senior citizen's pace before the storm hit.
Rusty: Isn't "hot-footed it home at a senior citizen's pace" an oxymoron?
Merci: How would you describe Jan, two old dogs and a young one racing to beat a storm?
Rusty: Huffing and puffing with tongues hanging out.
Merci: Yeah, that works. But don't tell Jan.
We're joining Pepi Smart Dog for today's Thankful Thursday blog hop.