It’s the Simple Things in Life

It’s the Simple Things in Life

When momma takes me for a walk, we see neighbors out and about and other people and doggies walking around the neighborhood.  I hear my momma say, “Hi there,” and I show my joy by wagging my tail.  “Hi Mattie!” is the greeting that normally comes my way, and sometimes I get a little treat. Around dinner time there is a nice gentleman named Terry, who lives a block or so away, who walks by our house and I often get all excited around the time he is suppose to walk by…. “MattieDog, stop all that wiggling, I’ll let you out,” momma says as she opens the door to let me out to wait at the edge of my driveway for my neighbor.  Terry often sits on the grassy knoll at the end of our drive way with me, pulls out his little pocket knife and slices an apple he brought with him on his walk, and shares little pieces with me as we sit peacefully together on our cool lawn. Terry had a stroke a couple of years ago, and as part of his therapy he walks laps around our neighborhood three times a day.  Every time momma sees Terry she say’s “Howdy!” and Terry always says, “Coming by your house is the best part of my walks!”  Sometimes momma has dinner ready and takes it outside and we wait together for Terry; and when he finally rounds the corner to our house, we all sit on the lawn together.  We eat dinner on paper plates and listen to Terry as he shares stories about his life and...
When You Grow Up….

When You Grow Up….

Recently, me, momma and dadz were at a neighborhood block party enjoying time with our neighbors.  I sat on my momma’s lap and watched the children play while the adults sipped lemonade and played cards. The children were getting a reprieve from the summer sun, frolicking in the non-stop spraying of the lawn sprinklers.  They were mystified by the sprinklers, trying to figure out the timing so that they could jump over the spraying arches, like a double-dutch jump rope.  After 10 minutes had passed, momma put me down and I wandered over and sat down to watch the children play.  One of the little boys came and sat by me and announced, “When I grow up I’m gonna be a dog!”  All of the other children laughed, and one little girl said, “You can’t be a dog, only a dog can be a dog!”  At about that time dadz came over and the little girl asked dadz, “Ain’t that right?  He can’t be a dog when he grows up!” pointing at the little boy who had the idea. Dadz sat down in the midst of the children and me, and asked the little boy, “Why do you want to be a dog?”  The little boy said, “Well, cuz dogs are nice, and they play, and love everyone!”  Dadz said, “Well, in that case, when you grow up you can be a dog!”  All the kids giggled and started to ask a million questions trying to get dadz to explain how a little boy could grow up to be a dog.  “It’s simple really,” said dadz, “he wants to...

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