It was probably the last opportunity for a walk for the day. The sun has started going down a lot earlier each day. Buddy teased me into thinking he wanted to walk 3 times, then running away from the leashes. He finally decided he did want to go out, but he got to the edge of the landing and refused to go any further, and we went back in. Then I went home to update the log.
Dinner was a bit late – totally my fault. We got back from the walk 15 minutes before, but it felt earlier, and I didn’t look at the time. Bubba started in on the dry food, and then I noticed the time.
I got dinner put out, and then both guys flopped down, one by the door and one in a bed.
Bubba got up, and he didn’t head to the bathroom. That – to me – usually means a walk. But Buddy didn’t react like he knew we were going, so I wasn’t sure. I grabbed the leashes, and nobody ran away. I hooked up Bubba, and he turned and started walking away, towards the fireplace bed. I started walking with him, as if we were going on a walk to the bed. He stopped and looked up at me, staring, and seemingly asking, “what are you doing???” But then his mind changed, and he turned to the front door. Buddy then got the signal and ran to the door. We got all hooked up, and we went out.
It was a good walk. The weather was absolutely perfect, and the whole time I couldn’t understand why they were so resistant to go out when it was so gorgerous. We went out the gate to PCH. Both guys agreed on the direction this time, and we headed south. I made up my mind that Bubba didn’t look like he was in for a really long walk, so we were going to turn down the path to Selva no matter what. But they did that even without my guiding.
We walked 50 minutes. Buddy pooped. Bubba did not.
We haven’t moved. Bubba has not-moved so much I had to check on him to make sure he was breathing. He had fooled me earlier. I was sitting out on the deck, and he came out to join me. He climbed up on the deck bed, sat for 10 seconds at the most, then turned and went back inside. I was enjoying that he wanted to come outside with me to just enjoy being outside, and he killed it quickly. I went back inside 15 minutes or so later. Buddy was flopped by the front door, enjoying the outdoors from inside. I assumed that Bubba had chosen one of the bedroom beds to crash in.
An hour or so later, the mail came by, and I was expecting my car registration, so I went to get it. When I got up, I noticed that Bubba was sleeping in the bed by the fireplace. He had snuck in and was sleeping right in front of me for over an hour, and I’d completely missed that he was there.
I’ve gotten up to take Buddy out, or asked if he wanted to go out when I was heading next door to grab a bottle of water or something. He ended up also deep-sleeping in the bed by the front door. His sleep is usually not as deep, partially on guard all the time. It’s an extra lazy day for the guys.
it’s quiet. It wasn’t. I was greeted at the door by Buddy at 11am. We started with a short round of the “who’s at the door?” game to start, but he cheated. The normal game starts with Buddy being indecisive about whether to guard the door, or leave his guard post to grab a bunny from the toy box. He didn’t have to run to the toy box to get the bunny, he had it right at the door. He sniffed through the barely-open door, and turned his head just a bit behind the door, and re-emerged with the bunny in his mouth. The taunting started immediately. The game continues to get more sophisticated. He used to run far away when I’d try to grab the bunny. He has come to learn that he only needs to turn his head a certain way, and I can’t reach the bunny. He’s taunting and dodging much more efficiently.
Bubba was on the back of the couch and hopped down onto the seats to demand attention, without actually jumping off the couch and risking access to his chosen spot to relax. I play with Buddy and the bunny a bit, then moved to the back of the couch to visit with The Alpha for a bit. He hopped back up onto the perch to get a lot of chin scratching,
After the initial gaming excitement, the pre-Mark-arrival napping resumed.
At noon, I came home to start today’s log, and grab a light lunch.