Rain has little adventures every day. Here are a few recent ones!
Our readers may not realize it, but Canada Day is just a few days before Independence Day. July 4th is diem non grata at our house, largely due to the pupper panic brought on by the onslaught of fireworks in the days surrounding. Last Canada Day I realized Rain should have a special bandana, so I found one and pounced when it went on sale in mid-June. Two weeks would be plenty of time for the item to arrive for Canada Day!
When about ten days had passed, I remembered that Canada Post is notorious for its slow mail service and I started hoping the bandana would come by Canada Day.
Canada Day, July 1st, was a Sunday, and Rain did not get her bandana in time.
However, Canada Day (observed) was Monday, July 2nd and just before I was set to leave work I spotted a postal worker leaving our office. I rushed to the front desk and asked if I could sift through the tote of mail that had just been left. Lo and behold, the bandana had arrived! It was a Canada Day miracle!
Rain generally gets a bath once a month, and I try to do it on the same Saturday each month so I don’t forget. In June, Rain had a vet appointment on the designated morning. Then subsequent Saturdays didn’t work out because of other commitments. On the final Saturday of June I decided to just skip it. We got back to our normal routine the following Saturday, and not a moment too soon—Rain was dusty and grimy and past ready.
Once she was clean, I let her out in the backyard and she commenced her routine. This usually involves running around the backyard at high speed, periodically pausing to shake off again and again. Since it’s summer she also frequently stopped to rub her fur along the dry grass, covering herself with fresh dirt and grass seeds. Once back inside, she leapt up on soft furniture to writhe around and do the same. Once she was feeling better (and on this warm day, about 70% dry already despite her thick fur) she moved on to the next step of her post-bath buzzies: grabbing toys and demanding I play with her.
A LONG WALK
Steven, Rain, and I went exploring one recent evening. The plan was to head to the Cazadero Trail, have a picnic dinner at the trailhead, then walk the trail before sunset—roughly six miles round trip.
Rain gets pretty excited when she is in a car that arrives at a destination. Maybe because she doesn’t like riding in the car, maybe because she is excited to go someplace new and sniff around. But when she gets to a place she is ready to GO. Which doesn’t work as well when the plan is to picnic first. Especially if there’s no picnic table, meaning you’re eating at dog level.
To be fair, Rain didn’t make that many attempts to steal food. She was mostly being a bossy Aussie and was ready to explore shortly after eating her dinner. She was being a pain but her behavior encouraged us to avoid lollygagging—a fine thing since we were hoping to be completely done before dark.
Rain enjoyed the walk, although it was the longest walk she has done recently.
When we were nearly to the turnaround point I thought she was having problems with her paws, but after clearing something off her foot she was fine. It seems that the gravel was temporarily getting stuck in her feet and bugging her from time to time. As soon as she drank some water at the turnaround point she went right back back to barking at me: HURRY IT UP! LET’S GET MOVING!
Heading back, she quieted down again and was largely happy through the end of our walk. Just before leaving to head home, a person with a border collie arrived and headed out on the trail at quite a clip. I noticed their vehicle had a magnet/sticker that said “dog park or bust!” It was pretty adorable so I took a photo, and sadly in the days since I haven’t been able to find any internet vendors that have it in stock.
Rain was quieter the rest of the evening, but I still wouldn’t say she was worn out. Perhaps we should do more of these weekend walks…