Saturday, July 9, 2011

Early morning thoughts

I awoke this morning in the usual way, with Jethro licking my face. After performing my daily ablutions, I took him out on a leash so he could do his version of the same. It was raining lightly, and he was in no hurry to come back in. Fortunately,
I was able to walk between the raindrops for the most part. Somewhere recently I read, “Humans and animals gaze at each other across a vast gulf of mutual incomprehension,” and it is true more often than not, I suppose.

Jethro and I have developed a little routine. On the way outdoors, he stands on his hind legs by the patio door, puts his front feet on the wall, and throws his head back so that I can attach the leash to his collar. Then he licks my nose. On the return trip, he stands there patiently with the leash still attached (the other end is slung over the doorknob), waiting for me to wipe all four of his paws clean with a turquoise towel. When I finally unclip the leash, he’s off like a shot to the master bedroom to spend time with his real favorite, Mrs. RWP.

I fill his water bowl and put 3/4 cup of Eagle brand Holistic Select dog food, the Lamb and Rice variety, into his food bowl. When Jethro hears the dry dog food rattling in his bowl, he runs back out of the bedroom, pitter-pat, pitter-pat, to partake of his breakfast.

I am just a means to an end.

I don’t know who is master and who is servant.

Wait. On second thought, yes I do.

Mutual incomprehension, my eye.

10 comments:

Carolina said...

LOL
In my head I exchanged Jethro with Mrs. RWP in the first sentence of this post. That made me laugh. And then the rest of your post, just as you wrote it, kept a big smile on my face. Chuckling at the last sentence.
You're probably right ;-)

And Jethro is adorable.

Carolina said...

LOL
In my head I exchanged Jethro with Mrs. RWP in the first sentence of this post. That made me laugh. And then the rest of your post, just as you wrote it, kept a big smile on my face. Chuckling at the last sentence.
You're probably right ;-)

And Jethro is adorable.

Carolina said...

I'm not sure why blogger published my comment twice. It can't be my fault. I never make mistakes ;-)

Pat - Arkansas said...

Jethro has you trained well, doesn't he?

What else would you do with all the energy it requires to take care of that handsome creature?

Word verification is "webactin" -- an antiobiotic salve for those whose fingers are worn to the bone surfing the web.

Putz said...

yes our dogs generally rule what some parts of our life will be><><><i have been paw holding since fireworks have not stopped here with our state hiliday coming up

rhymeswithplague said...

Carolina, glad to be of service bringing a chuckle or a smile to your face. You know what they say: A happy Nederlander is a happy Nederlander. (No one has ever said that that I know of.)

Pat, but I don't surf, I kayak.

Putz, I know from firsthand experience that Utah is hilly; I once spent a week in Ogden looking at the Wasatch Front every morning. Every day in Utah is a hiliday.

A Lady's Life said...

Jethro looks like my Tanya What a handsome dude. lol

rhymeswithplague said...

Lady's Life, Jethro's breed is Havanese, which is related to Maltese and Bichon Frise. What breed is Tanya?

Putz said...

i thought you would comment on me holding my dog's paw and not on our celebration of hills and our pinonear hillertage

rhymeswithplague said...

Putz, your pinonear hillertage is undeniable and beyond reproach. My sympathies to both you and your doggie, though. It's good you are there to soothe your pet. My doggie was unperturbed by the loudest fireworks ever on the Fourth, from right next door. He never even flinched, just yawned and acted like "What else is new?" Our last doggie (a poodle) would have gone absolutely bonkers, however, and shaken for days.