Y'know what's fun?
Taking the dog out really late at night (because he's rapidly developing a shy bladder that only allows him to pee when he's with you)
hearing a hooty-owl in the deep woods
and then, full of the peace and tranquility a rushing river and velvet darkness of Spring brings,
nearly stepping on a giant frog in the path and doing the shit-shit-shit-shit! dance with the perplexed dog, who didn't see the thing and so thinks you want to play.
Convincing the mutt (who's barely seen you in two days and thinks being out this late is wonderful, y'know, plus the whole pee thing) that you're not up for a late night game of romp around the lawn is not easy.
But at least you aren't scraping frog off your shoe.
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Hehehe! Strange woman seen dancing with the wolves on dark Spring night.
This is why I always check out the place I move at two AM! It's inevitable that one of my dogs, at some point, will decide it's the perfect time to go outside. Glad the frog didn't get any on you!
I usually don't bother with a torch, but one night I did and therefore saw in time that there was a large hedgehog in my path. Glad not to have stepped on that one.
Isn't it nice to live someplace where it's safe to go out at 2 a.m? In college I took my dogs out at around that time, and heard gunshots nearby.
After that I couldn't wait to move.
Any day that doesn't end with you scraping frog off your shoe is a good day, innit?
Perfection, this visuals. Right there frog hopping with you. And isn't it wonderful to be made to go outside because otherwise you wouldn't? At least that's me.
You squashed a frog? Seriously? That's almost cool, 'cos we have this weird noise that we all make in our family - you make it with your tongue and it's hard to describe, but we taught our kids to do it from the cradle, and it is known as The Squashed Frog. We'll demonstrate it for you in July if you promise not to kill any more innocent nocturnal wildlife in the meantime!
since dan had surgery i have been up all hours of the night-me and the moon are buds now. i walk out and i'm reminded of the book "good night moon" because i am always saying good night moon.
it's nice out there when you're alone.
oh the cat in your header looks just like my old cat Frog, beautiful!
I let the dog out the other night - just before bed, and she rushed down the side of the house (never does that...) and I looked to see what she was chasing.
She was face-to-face with a skunk! I called her back, and she came right away - but it was too late... 20 baths. 4 weeks and a haircut later - the smell is finally gone.
I'm so glad you missed the frog. Probably the frog is too.
Loth is actually going to meet you? How exciting! I've met Loth, mind you - more than once - and that's always been exciting too.
I would have liked to have seen your frog dance.
I would have made my husband get up and take the dog out. ;)
And that? Is why I have a cat. Blech.
How does a frog dance go anyways?
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