January 20th, 2019
‘I follow my feet’ is what I say.
‘Saying and doing’ are different realities.
I’m going to wake up early and go to the Health Club.
(Next morning, 7:00 am, the alarm goes off) ‘FUCK!’
With eyes still closed I stretch to the clock,
push the OFF button on the back, toss the clock away
on the bed, puff up the pillow and relax back down.
Some time later I hear Kaia padding down the hall.
That’s right! If she even grumbles in her sleep,
under the dining room table, my head is off the pillow,
listening for any signs of discomfort.
[What is the time? Sorry, I tossed the clock away in the dark.]
Kaia stops at the bedroom entrance.
I breathe slowly and don’t move. She stands there.
It’s a stand-off. Kaia then barks once. No response!
She walks to the bed. I mumble into the pillow,
‘You want me to hug you?’
Eyes still closed, I push my arms into the morning cold
to find her head. I gently stroke her face, head and neck,
until she has enough and heads to the front door,
in the kitchen.
That is when Her barking alarm commences.
She is saying feed me OR I got to pee.
I will reveal an embarrassing secret between us two.
She has bouts of incontinence, so I stand up, neaten the bed covers
and head into a new day.
There is so much on my agenda today. I’m building a fence,
clearing (and hopefully burning) cut tree debris,
designing a swinging tree bench,
researching for Kaia’s prescription med prices on line,
walking with her at Buck Lake (hope it doesn’t rain),
and then other chores will pop-up spontaneously.
So back to ‘saying and doing’. They have different outcomes.
They both ‘feel good’, but one of them gets the things I choose
to do, done.
‘I will start at the Health Club tomorrow.’
Tomorrow may never come.
As a fact, it never does.
After we get caught in rain (heavy or a drizzle),
doggie heads to the bathroom and waits.
These days, even when it hasn’t rained, she does this.
I take full responsibility for creating this habit.
A few months ago I bought a powerful hair dryer from Costco
to dry her wet coat, after bathing and rain.
She loves the turbo heat setting. She stands there as I dry one side.
She turns around, I dry the other, and we head out.
So now she heads to the bathroom, even if she is not wet.
My canine companion has trained me well, to serve her immediate needs.
Enough said about our private lives, together.