I am sitting here looking at precious Abby. One of the things I love most about her is when I come home from a horrible day at work, she runs to the door, and she is smiling, because she is that happy to see me. Her tail is wagging back and forth, and is anticipating the walk that she knows she receives upon my 10, sometimes 12 hour absense. It’s moments like this I realize why people with pets live longer.
Sometimes we ponder if she knows what in the world is going on in that little brain of hers. Why do we leave for 10 hours at a time for five days, then all of a sudden we are around an abundance of two days? Why, on some random circumstance, am I home for an entire day during the week (aka sick)? One side note- she loves when mommy has had too many libations one evening, because that means I lay on the couch all day and hang out with her, she couldn’t ask for more. And yes, I call myself a mommy, I am crazy in love with her like that.
So, I am going to post this picture of her, to show what goes through her little head sometimes. We were up in northern Minnesota last spring for a wedding. Before the Sunday ride home we went to see the walleyes spawn.
(For those of you who don’t know, walleyes spawn once a year, in certain locations where the water is just warm enough to hatch eggs, which is usually where two bodies of water converge. As a result, there are thousands of walleye in these very condensed locations, the DNR is there to speed along the process by capturing each walleye and sqeeezing out the eggs. The DNR then brings the eggs to different lakes to ensure the walleye population stays intact around Minnesota.)
Abby was very thirsty and was standing at the end of the dock. The water was very still and she decided to step out on the water (because she thought it was a hard surface), where she could get a drink. She fell into the lake, and flailed miserably, since the water was just above freezing temperature. One of the DNR folks pulled her out, immediately. She was shivering for the rest of the day, being that she has maybe 2% body fat, but she made it.
God, I love that DNR guy, for relocating those walleye eggs and saving Abby.
