To be honest some pets don’t need language to communicate. Gus, a rough haired Daschund Jack Russell cross manages superbly without.
He decides the walks, guides me to the basket of toys in the house and when outside leads me to the basket with tennis racquet and balls at the ready.
If he could talk, I don’t think I’ve missed much!
He does a little dance as I place his dinner on the tiled kitchen floor. He leaps at the door as I unlock it and unbolt it. His joy on a walk is very obvious too. He rolls over and over and leaps up with his wet nose to touch my hand and let me know his thoughts and feelings.
Once let out he does the security circuit around the spacious and varied garden. Once we’ve all had breakfast he can dedicate free time, spending the morning gazing up at trees most likely to home squirrels! Yes, really. He is very focused! (his favourite walk in London is Kensington Gardens, with its well spaced trees, giving the squirrels there a run for their money!
This post made my day you can really feel how much love and personality Gus has! what a clever, expressive lil guy, I swear they understand more than we think. thanks for sharing such a wholesome glimpse into his world
So the vicar invited me to bring the dog along to the next Sunday service and attend a church picnic afterwards… This isn’t my dog,( I’m pet sitting him) and I was a little anxious as I was the only member of the congregation with a dog today in attendance!
Sable behaved beautifully, not only in the service ( we sat at the back in case I needed to make a quick exit) but also during the picnic itself. This experience has encouraged the vicar to have a special pet’s service .. I hinted it might help to arrange all those attending with dogs could meet for a short walk before the service so the dogs can meet each other and relieve themselves before the service begins. Maybe aligning with a saint famous for concern for animal welfare too. St Anthony might fit the bill.
Active pets or sleeping partners? I must say I love to share a walk with a dog. I notice more when I try to see things from his point of view too.
Now winter is drawing in and the weather is changing and temperatures are dropping and sunrise is 8.00 am here in Madrid, I’m lingering longer in my warm bed and going to bed earlier. I’m not with a pet and happily retired so no ugly wake up calls required.
Some pets can teach us a lot about sleeping habits. Super snoozers! Let sleeping dogs lie.
I slept like a baby does seem an odd simile.
I slept like a Labrador is now my go to option.
Sleep well!
you can really feel how much love and personality Gus has! what a clever, expressive lil guy, I swear they understand more than we think. thanks for sharing such a wholesome glimpse into his world 
