Driven

20121108-143434.jpg

We went down to Okotoks (pronounced ‘oak-oh-tokes’) because we needed some – oh, I forget why, but we jumped in the truck and once we were on the highway I asked Em if it would be okay if I drove for a while. Well, naturally he was reluctant, but I kept at him until finally he said “oh, okay,” and I took a position in his lap and started steering.

You know I thought it would be harder than it was, but it was alright. The truck wasn’t anywhere near as heavy as I thought it would be, and I didn’t have to look outside once. It was as if all that silly extra stuff – like knowing where I was going – was being taken care of for me. Of course, Shutterbug took a picture of me when I wasn’t ready and here I am, fully focused on the task at hand.

No, we didn’t crash, and it gave me something to write in my journal that night. And here in my blog.

Not bad for a pup who’s only seven months old.

Rrr

Advertisements

About James McDonall

I believe in laughing, especially at yourself, and as often possible. I believe in "live and let live". I believe that communication is the foundation of all our solutions. I believe that listening is more important than speaking, and that speaking should serve the cause of listening. If you like my writing, I'm available for hire. Please send me an Email to discuss your project. View all posts by James McDonall

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: