Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Calling It A Day For Rascal
Rascal is always on my mind. When I reached home, it jumped excitedly for attention. I revised its response to clicks. Improving, but worked only when there's food. I took it downstairs for a walk. I wanted it to sit down whenever I stopped. Threw it a snack when it did the trick. It ran around the garden and sniffed hard at any suspicious item on the floor. I revised its response to clicks again. He walked eagerly to the spot where I clicked my hand. I found a tennis ball at the playground. We went back home and played fetch using its favourite soft toy Beanie and the new tennis ball. It tugged ferociously at Beanie as though it wanted to tear it apart. It speeded around the house for the tennis ball and spinned desperately on the spot as the ball rolled and turned. 2:30 am. It never seems to lose its enthusiasm. All of a sudden it ran to his drinking bowl and carried it to me. Smart animal. I was amazed by its wit. He relished it at such a speed I almost thought the water was not there in the first place. 2:45 am. Snores emerged from the dead beat dog who really looked dead by now. I carried it to its bed. It climbed out and laid down beside me. It just want to stay by my side. How sweet. 3:15 am. Time flies. He took so much attention from me. I seldom give so much time to anybody. What a amazing creature.
Posted by Benjamin at 2:51 AM