I’m a creature of routine. My feeding time, walks in the park, naps in the Garnasium while my person huffs and puffs, and beach opportunities give my days a certain comfort. I know what to expect and when to receive. Nothing fancy. Yet comforting all the same.
And then there’s Steve’s sense of schedule. He likes to mix things up for me. I never know, for instance, when we will get in the car and drive to the big building where people come to go. Or go to that big building with more boxes than I have ever seen in one building. And even our morning walks get turned around on me every so often.
Like I might pull toward the beach while he directs us through and around the park. Some mornings we take a long walk down the beach and back home through streets I don’t usually get to sniff.
“Roxie, we got to mix it up once in a while to keep it interesting. I don’t want you getting bored on me.”
But I have to say, once we get moving in the new direction I do like the change of pace. New bushes to sniff. New breaking news alerts by an unfamiliar tree on a different street.
He changes how we do things or where we go. He, also, likes to read words to me that other people have written. He calls it inspiration. Like the other day he said,
“Nothing is more dangerous than an idea when it’s the only one you have.” (attributed to Emile Chartier).
I looked at him and tilted my head.
How do you mix things up?
Thanks for coming back to my blog. You make me happier than biscuits!
My book, Roxie Looks for Purpose Beyond the Biscuit, is still available. I share stories and lessons about friends, family, and fun. And I speak about purpose as well. (Steve says for dogs we might just want to call it “furpose.” He makes words up, I think.) The book holds a biscuit or two for you or for a friend!
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