We had our first major wind and rainstorm last night here on the Central Oregon Coast.
It is a challenge to take care of my dog’s needs with exercising and such in this severe weather. We are living in cramped quarters these days, and Zen must get out regularly to stretch his legs and go potty.
So, we need to venture outside when there is a temporary break in the weather. I say a break although it still is raining, just not a torrential downpour or strong winds. It’s as good as it will get.
I quickly threw on my raingear, boots and put Zen’s raincoat on. Yes, I know a German shepherd wearing a raincoat! Wimp? No, he wears one because I need to keep him as dry as possible so when we return inside, he doesn’t get our cramped living conditions soaked.
So off we went. Zen managed a potty break under some very large, protective Fir trees, which offer somewhat shelter from a downpour.
Then when headed out for a short walk and returned to grab his Chuckit/ball. I pitch; he chases it, and returns with the ball, dropping it so that it runs down a small hill directly to me. It is a great routine we have established since being here.
The rain volume and wind had picked up considerably. Perhaps I could get in a few more throws.
I threw the ball out and this time on the way back, Zen who is in a flat-out running motion, (the ball in his mouth) abruptly does a u-turn, glancing back at me as if to say: “This is B.S. lady! I’m out of here!” and he rapidly retreats to wait at our front door, leaving me behind.
The whole scenario cracked me up! To tell the truth, I was relieved.
It was sheer pleasure to return inside. I dried us off, spread a dry towel over Zen’s bed, and treated myself to a hot cup of coffee. Zen fell fast asleep, with a total look of peace and contentment, to be back on his bed at last.
It seems more and more these days of how the simple pleasures in life like birds feeding, chipmunks visiting and relaxing in a nice dry, warm home brings creature comforts that are priceless.
Enjoy yours huh, blessings~