When I got home from work last night, it was hot and muggy. Housework beckoned but so did the yard. The yard won because well, there is a pool out there.
Old dog happily accompanied me as I hooked up the hose and watered my plants.
He supervised from the hill, the sun warming his old bones.
Next it was time to grill which meant I had to come in the air conditioning to retrieve the meat. Notice I said “we” because Frankie is always willing to help. But first, he took his scheduled break on a cool floor.
You can’t see him in this photo but he’s there … he’s always there. He was off to the right of the grill, his nose just far enough away to avoid being singed.
When it was all said and done and he’d had his allotment of meaty morsels, he retired to the condo for the evening.
An old dog, even more than an old spouse, always feels like doing what you feel like doing. ~Robert Brault
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How about you? Does your pet take part in your routine or do you take part in theirs?
