Dog days of summer

My little handsome man Rex and I have our sacred summer Sunday rituals.

Each week we visit the local farmer’s market and then continue the walk down to the lake loaded with our red peppers and sweet potatoes.

Once there here we might watch the sailboats for a while or take part in a church service along the shoreline.

Every week the denomination changes.

But Rex likes them all, though I think he prefers those peaceful programs with plenty of music.

I swear I see him break into a smile each time he hears ‘Amazing Grace’.

And I always see that same smile when I buy Rex our mint chocolate chip kids crunch cone afterwards, though today he went straight for the ice cream that was supposed to be for me!!

But as there was talk about forgiveness in the sermon I, of course, instantly forgave him.

After all, I’m no little saint either.

Dog days of summer, continued

I’m blaming it on the full moon.

At 2:30 this morning, I awoke to brillant moonbeams streaming through my bedroom window.

I’ve found that even if I wiggle just one toe at night, each of my pups will follow suit with the vigorous shake of a paw or two, and the perfect downward dog yoga pose.

But I was reluctant to take my canine crew outside so early.

I’ve been working hard to get them back on schedule ever since a recent farm visit where they were up crooning even earlier than the chickens.

“Hey guys, this early morning energy is nothing to crow about,” I’d barked at them just the night before.

So I decided I’d move to a small black couch in my dark living room for a little more shut eye. Terrier Tuck and chi mix Rex jumped up to join me, squeezing in by my two big feet.

Soon we were snoring away once again.

At least the dogs were.

That is until my sleepy senior Maddie, started some corgi complaining from the kitchen.

She’d eyed the three of us from her dog bed and looked to be lonesome.

Knowing there was no room on the couch for my lovely lame lady, I did what most loving dog owners would do.

I moved again down to the cool tiles of the kitchen floor right next to Maddie, scratching her belly until she fell back to sleep with a big smile on her face.

I slept as well.

And I’m pretty sure I was smiling just as wide.