I’m happy to inform you that things have mostly settled down at work. In particular, this issue has been resolved. It’s a long story, as I’ve mentioned, but suffice it to say it’s been decided that it’s really a non-issue. I have various thoughts and opinions about all of it, however, instead of going on about all that I’m going to babble a bit on how my dog is crazy and fun entertainment.
I’ve mentioned before that Yara is a Houdini, or Dog-dini, and has managed to remove her harness several times. Well, “several” reached a grand total of 18 yesterday. As I tweeted, she got out of her harness and then after I put it back on her, she took it off walking back to her bed. But there is a small possibility that she has grown bored with these antics, as this morning she stuck her foot on the back of my shoe and ripped my sneaker right off my foot! Really, I don’t make this kind of crazy up.
Recently she’s also had some humorous moments wherein she’s fallen over while shaking herself off and chasing her tail. I nearly hyperventilated from laughing so hard at both of these.
Also, one of her new playful pastimes has been what I first took to be her jumping and running around her toys, rather than run around with the toy. I noticed later that what she is actually doing is strategically attacking the toy by pouncing around it and then lunging at any exposed part. I’m thankful she hasn’t decided that this would be oh so much fun to do to her mom because I’m of a mind that it wouldn’t be all that enjoyable on the receiving end. It is, however, astonishingly amusing to watch. I think she’s realized that we just don’t have the floor space for a good long run in our apartment.
The silly doesn’t merely occur out of harness, by the way. She’s always had this strange desire to make herself work harder. When we first started working at VESID she once delighted herself by showing me every car on the street when we would take our lunchtime walk. Another day she brought me to every door we passed. And still another day she decided that I should know where every manhole in the street was located. Lately, her new thing is to insist we should be going to certain places like the convenience store across the street from my apartment. At the mall this past weekend, she brought me to Friendly’s, The Apple Store and Foot Locker, even though I didn’t want to go to any of those places.
I’m sometimes very curious what goes on inside that furry head of hers.