The warmer air brought regular excursions with ‘My Lady on Wheels’ and ‘She who Adores Me’. On a daily basis, I led the three of us on a walk outside of our home onto the paved walkway. This is where I gather the neighbourhood news; the comings and goings of the outside gang and disseminate my own information.
This is a blessed exercise. I am keenly aware of how these daily excursions begin. I am alerted to the fact that we will take outdoors ‘My Lady on Wheels’ as soon as she jangles the leash/belt that fits snugly around her middle. On her head sits the floppy cloth covering, while around my neck is clasped the lead, which I use to guide the female bipedal one, who adores me.
I delight in these excursions. To begin I announce my arrival to the neighbourhood with the scent of my urine close to the corner of my building and off we go…
Tenderly, I gaze each leaf with my nostrils and absorb the scent of news… Three dead posts ahead, I discover that Fred has returned; Abigail has eaten a hearty breakfast and Jane is pregnant. I deliver my scent and scratch the earth with my claws; making my claim to the neighbourhood. Happily, I greet the female bipedal ones, but snarl and bark at loud, tall males, often moving rapidly on wheels… I will protect ‘My Lady on Wheels’ from their loud growls and speed!
I make no notice of the felines and the winged ones. There are other canines out there and I greet and snarl at them to secure my standing in the neighbourhood.
Having caught up on information and news and freed myself of any bowel constrictions, I return gladly to my indoor abode and my bipedal family.
Such are the habits of the fortunate!