So I’m figuring out the routine here, although mine appears to be a little different from the guys’. I get up in the morning, go outside and, um, take care of business, then I come inside, eat breakfast, play with the rooster Dee got me, chew my bone, play with the guys, yip a little, howl some, then nap for a while.
Then I wake up, go outside and pee if I need to, look around – at the birds, the bees, the big, wavy trees – watch the occasional ant walk by, perhaps try one on for flavour, then nap for a while.
Then I wake up again, pee, bark at Jay or Em, or whoever happens to be there. I play with them if they’re willing, accept hugs if they’re being dished out, then take another nap.
After that a little more of the same, then a repetition of sorts – birds, bees and whatnot. The details vary – who, what, where – but the basics are the same.
We finish every day with a walk around the big block, including a play in the park and a number of opportunities to sit for a treat, then we chill out and we go to bed. I enjoy my kennel – it gives me time to contemplate what I’ve learned through the day.
Like the value of routine, how things just don’t seem to go right if there’s no framework – that it’s important to know where you are in the day so that you can decide when and if to stretch out a little.
For now though, I think I’ll go take a nap.