First, I am not doing any more hilarious news stories. Apparently, my readership does not fully appreciate my gifts in this area. Okay, maybe in the far, distant future I might attempt it, if someone begs me. Most of you will probably feel relief instead of the guilt you deserve. Harumpf!
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As many of you know, I recently hosted my son’s dog, Remus, for two action-packed weeks. In the past, Remus seemed disappointed and depressed when abandoned in my care. This time was different. All I had to do was spend my every waking moment doing stuff to entertain a dog. Outdoor exploration was her second favorite. Pooping in my office was third. I believe first place was playing with her cousins from my daughter’s family. When Remus is happy, everyone can tell by her wagging tail and her broad smile.
Tomorrow, I face a similar test. This time, Sophia, my 3-5/6 year-old granddaughter will spend the day with me. Normally, I would fret over entertainments, treats and activities. This time, I believe I have a sure-fire plan. Some may recognize a few elements I picked up from my time with Remus. Here it is:
First, we will breakfast on Rice Chex. My pantry is the only place in our family where this treat exists.
Next, weather permitting; we shall pay outdoors for a while. I will let her have plenty of time to sniff about among the trees and shrubs. Since Santa brought her a new baseball glove for Christmas, I will remind my daughter to bring it with her. This is the equivalent of fetching a stick with Remus. Sophia probably cannot catch a ball yet, but then Remus just looks at me as if I stepped off a flying saucer when I throw the stick for her. Still, I think they both enjoy it.
If the weather is inclement, I believe we can substitute shopping at a large toy store for the outdoor part. Same thrill. Different species.
At lunch, we will dine out. Mickey D’s is a possibility. “Memphis Red Hot ‘n Blue Bar-B-Q” is another. Either way, at least one of us will get a “Happy Meal.”
Then, for the grand finally, we shall travel to my son’s house to visit Remus. I know the girl and the dog will be more than happy to see each other. We will play there until our welcome has worn out or somebody needs a nap. That will be me, most likely.
I reserved the later afternoon for coloring, watching educational TV or possibly taking in a matinee, time and movie fare permitting.
The best part is this: Sophia is fully potty trained. There is less than a 1% chance that anyone will poop in my office!
I shall let you know how it turns out.
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If this works out, who knows, you may have
ReplyDeletea future career in the day care biz!
Sounds like you have managed to happily merge the two techniques of child and pet watching! Congrats!! A "white peper" will be forthcoming??
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It seems as if I already have a career in day and longer-term care. Does it still count as a career if you get paid when you get to Heaven, if any?
ReplyDeleteI am working on an advanced technique. It involves having the dogs watch the children. I need to find a few trained sentry gogs to get started. Could be a bonanza!
ReplyDeleteGogs? sigh. read: dogs, please.
ReplyDeleteI'll let the "gogs" slide if you'll allow a "white peper" to go through as a "white paper". ;-)
ReplyDeleteOkay, but I was almost finished with the white peper. Now, I'll have to start over. Could be a while...
ReplyDeleteI always love reading your blog. You should be writing a column for a newspaper!
ReplyDeleteThe biggest laugh I ever got came right after I made that same suggestion to an editor at The Dallas Morning News, aka The Morning Snooze.
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