Where have I been has become a question to my Quinbox and it is time I
finally answerred the considerable speculations. I have not in fact drowned
despite the ludicrous rain levels of this soggy month. I am indeed quite
well despite the complete absence of a June post until this, the final day
of the month. I’ve been busy is sucy a weak reason and it hasn’t been a
shortage of topics or activities either. Simply put a pooch sometimes just
would rather smell the roses than click away on a keyboard - especially
without thumbs for the spacebar.
So rather than make up excuses I hope to appease you all with a few details
of the month now preparing to fade away and a sharing of my intent to make
it a little more regular in the near future and steadily beyond.
Let’s share the good health news which has some folks, Dad particularly,
nervous as Mey-June arrives and my intestinal fortitude has been questioned
in the past. Dad switched me over to the advanced no-grain Canidae version
of food with the intent it may balance me such that a spring allergy isn’t
in the risk factors. Whether the food or other reasons are involved I had
no such detriment this year and I love my new food so it’s all systems ahead
full steam on the new food. We get it from Pet’s Choice in Merrimack, NH
which also has the largest selection of my other favorite pastime - Play!
Super-Hedgie, football Squeekie and of course the Wishbone nylabone. They
really have an amazing selection and Dad even found a new and better Charlee
Bear dispenser to help ensure my rewards keep flowing at the pace I keep
earning them.
In the interest of earning them, we had a weekend “Gather” for the SCA
(Society for Creative Anachronism) Clann O’Choda of which Dad happily joins
company. I’ve got many friends here too and despite the ominous nature of
meeting in East Lyme (yep origin of Lyme disease) CT, the Yale Outdoor
Center is a beautiful and quiet camping site on a small but fun lake. We
had a great cabin beside the lake and nestled in the woods we made many
strolls around and between the main hall where everyone gatherred for
feasting and socializing. and the rest of the camp. The canoe ride was a
little intimidating at first but I soon nestled onto my towel and slept
while Dad and Tracy rocked the boat and worked hard to figure out a system
of paddling almost straight to the destinations. This was still far more
restful than by exceedingly and attentive watching of Dad immersing himself
in water for a swimming period. I definitely didn’t want to join him unless
he needed me but everytime he went under I remained concerned until he
re-emerged. Only once he was safely back on dry…err…dock…did I relax
more completely. The rest of the time I was crouched in a position I could
leap into the water and save him if he needed it…I mean really, realy,
really needed it.
The path from said main hall to our cabin is a large rock strown, bumpy,
twisty and frustratingly challenge for all in the broad daylight. Since
it’s always completely dark for Dad I had the challenging duty that many
choose to evade at night anyhow. On Saturday night though I had double duty
as Tracy did a tandem connection to Dad’s belt so I could lead them both
down the perilous path. I thought this was neat and made for a nice reward
after the fun morning play session they’d given me in the woods. Jaji
encouraging a duck game led me to my own stuffed duck toy hunts and that was
a fun interlude on the day. Ultimately Quinn’s have decided we really like
sitting out by the sounds of the lake and relaxing on leisurely mornings
where there is no other sounds but the call of nature in her various and
visible forms which flood all three of my primary senses, sight, scent and
sound. It was a smorgasbord of sensation and I want to do more of it so
listen up Dad and let’s get to those Mountain hikes you suggested for this
summer!
The National Commercial for VISA is looking steadily more promising and we
are allegedly filming at the end of July. I’m definitely a feature of the
video as I support Dad’s fanaticism of friends and football. We still
cannot share full details but if all goes well you may all get to see me
many more times as the commercial will air throughout the NFL season all
over the country. They may even feature my Charlee BBears which means I’ll
be getting some of those! Sure I earned some last night Guiding Dad around
downtown but I really earned them yesterday morning when I seemlessly
navigated the toughest downtown crossings from CVS to the Dojo with comfort,
ease and my patented wiggling. I’ve donethis a few times now so Dad really
doesn’t need to do anything as I proudly show him how well I know the route
and the crossings. He’s proud of my taking this burden off him - so much so
he forgave me for the face full of wet flowering shrub which hung lower over
the sidewalk than usual due to said wetness. What’s a morning flower shower
anyhow! If the route is normally safe and clear for his tall frame then is
it my fault water lowers it down to his head height while I’m busy tending
the speediest route to breakfast??!
Ok, I’m going to wrap up with a tale of Dad and my tail. Apparently the
proof of my happiness is available even at 3 a.m. while I sleep. Dad awoke
to a thudding sound which he allegedly learned was my tail. I was sound
asleep and wagging my tail hard enough to continually thump the floor. This
Sleepwagging phenomenon is not a sleep disorder in dogs but a delightful
expression of loving life. Discussion of this led to an amusing discovery
as well. When people say wag, I wag even harder. This is because I wag
when I’m happy and this makes people say the word so I’ve learned to
associate the word wag with happy. This means hearing it makes me happier
and I’m in an infinite loop of wagginess. I’d figure that more thoroughly
if it wasn’t early in the morning around these parts. So I leave you with
that wagging notion and a reminder to come see my home where the new Quinn
wall graphix are a centerpiece of the new decor in the Pats room! Thanks
again to Chris White (Gamer Graphix), Lonnie Paxton (hey, how about the away
trip to Denver?) and of course for Tracy who did the installation of said
decor. Talk to you all soon!
Mighty Quinn