I
wish that I could take Highness on the bus with me. I know there’d be complaints. He’s a good dog. He really is.
But he does tend to get loud when
he gets excited. And sometimes his excitement
can be conveyed as threatening. And there
is no way I’m
going to try to lift him anyway.
He has really been missing Biff – who is actually home right now.
He did let Highness into his room initially. Biff wants to sleep. Highness wants to be walked and stroked. He hasn’t been getting the attention that he seeks right now – especially by way of walking.
I have taken him on occasional walks between my two bus
commutes, but not very often. The walk
between bus stops and destinations can take a lot out of a me – especially now that the weather
has turned.
Yesterdays commute was not so bad going. Each time I was riding in the direction
toward her school the bus was about the
usual speed (twenty minutes) but coming home was another story. It was cold.
It was wet. It was bumper to bumper. No one was going more than four miles an
hour. What is normally a ten minute
commute (by car) was over an hour heading home.
Buses were behind schedule – ten minute, twenty minutes . . .
our first bus driver appeared to be on time. But the second one said he was an hour behind
schedule. Can you imagine?
The sun is out today, but the roads are icy. I tried taking Highness for a walk – but I’m afraid of slipping. Perhaps Jenna’s teacher would be willing to bring us home tonight?
I tried taking Highness at least around the block. I only made it to the second corner before
turning back. I think he could actually
do it by himself, but I’m not willing to send him out unsupervised. So for the time being he is tied to the
flagpole out in front. Weird dog would
rather be tied up in front than have the freedom to wander in the back. I’m not wanting to ignore him, but I do have other things to tend
to.
I’m
glad Biff is home. Even though our visit
was brief and he is trying to sleep now.
He said he’d
give Highness a bath. I think that
Highness is in strong need of it.
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