Creatures of Habit

Sometimes I think we travel because it feels so good to be home again. We’re all ( and I’m including the dog and cat in this ) such creatures of habit. I guess the fact that we like our surroundings and routines is a good thing. Far better than always looking for an escape.

But it’s good to shake things up once in awhile, even if the cat doesn’t agree. He met us at the door yesterday, yelling, and hasn’t left my side since. Daisy, the pampered princess in a Yellow Lab suit, has been sleeping pretty much since we collected her from the kennel yesterday. The kennel is the best situation possible. She has all day daycare and a small suite at night. But it’s not home. No toast handouts at breakfast or couches to nap on.

It’s interesting to me that so many retired people decide to get a dog. The really delusional ones like us get a puppy. That was six years ago. A six year old Lab, even one with an air of entitlement, is a delight; a headstrong puppy not so much! On the plus side, having a dog is a quick way to meet your neighbors. Your dog spends a lot of time leading you around the neighborhood. On the not so plus side, you have to be out there whatever the weather.

I met our new neighbors recently because of their dog, Ralphie. The neighborhood grapevine reported that the new people had moved in. A day or so after that, I saw a couple of kids leading a Great Pyrenees past our house. The following Sunday morning, returning from a trip to get bagels and the paper, I saw the big white dog out on his own. On a hunch, I filled my back seat with Ralphie ( Having owned Newfies, I’m used to dogs of this size.) and drove him home. I knocked on the door and said, “Forgive me if I’m wrong, but is he yours?”

Dogs in retired households might be the lucky ones. They get the attention and devotion that was once lavished on children. One of my favorite stories involves a man driving past a dog park with his dog in the car. The man asked the dog if he’d like to go in, to which the dog replied, “Are we getting a dog?” Enough said.


About Mary Jane

I am a retired English teacher. My husband, Frank, and I have lived on Cape Cod since 2000. I am a lifelong bread baker and writer and have been posting a blog on Falmouth Patch for the last few years. Savory Seasons has been largely devoted to recipes and food in general. I am hoping to expand my focus in this new blog.
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