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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