School begins today. The boys seem a little excited, mostly about seeing their friends. We are expecting things to be calmer at work, so much so that I have a lunch date with Egypt and La Bella, so I guess I’m getting to see my friends, too. Starting school on a Friday makes it seem sort of provisional, though. I don’t really intend to get back to my school-year schedule till next week.
We have considered back to school from the standpoint of the teachers, the kids, and the parents. But we have not yet looked at it from the viewpoint of the two creatures at our house who are perhaps most gravely affected, and yet have the least control of or understanding of the situation: the dogs.
In summer, a dog’s life is pleasant. People are home all the time, they are always playing, and the dog is always welcome to join in.
When they do go someplace in the summer, the people often take the dog along. And we are not talking about trips to the vet, here, but about hiking and walking and the farmer’s market and swimming and playing in the park.
Even when no one is going anywhere or doing anything much, the dogs have kids to bear them company. Lots of lying around and eating take place, including lying about immodestly without having Daddy say “No belly!” and lying on the furniture without having Mama say “Off!” The kids really know how dogs like to do.
With the beginning of school, however, the dogs are in their crates for most of each day, with no people to play with at all. Nothing interesting happens. Nobody eats things or drops food around. In fact, there is no food except at meal times.
I think the dogs get used to it after a bit. It is even possible that they remember “Oh, yes. This is what happens before it gets cold. They’ll come back later. We might as well go to sleep. Sigh.”
But I know that it is difficult for them. They don’t even have any advance warning, what with being unable to read the calendar or understand our conversations. It is just a sudden change in their schedules.
For all the students out there: enjoy the beginning of school, including your new clothes and school supplies. I hope you have an intellectually stimulating teacher or two, that you meet interesting new people (even perhaps a new romance, as long as it doesn’t interfere with your schoolwork), and that your dog adjusts well.
Nah, she’s only like what, 10 years older than me? 😀
In any case, what might be mistaken for a simple “crush” is actually a more complicated artistic/aesthetic admiration. I don’t know if that’s chauvinistic or whatever the case may be, but she did inspire a long poem.
Anyway…back to school…what a sad time of year…and not just for the dogs. Luckily for me school doesn’t start till well into September, so I have plenty of time left to kick back. I have a pretty busy school schedule ahead of me too, so I’m going to kick back as much as I can while I can. Peace.
oh dear! that dear doggie does look sad 🙁
enjoy the calmer seas at work. We’re getting really busy around here! Plenty of kiddos coming in looking for books for school (we’re prepared, we have a whole extra box of 20 scarlet letters…hehe)
rge dogs will adjust I have to believe. We all do the best we can…
Poor sad doggie. 🙁 I shudder to think what the kittens will do when I start having something of a “normal” schedule again when I get a job. Most likely they will just fuzz all of my nice, new, purple clothes and call it even.
Ah the doggies!! My mom was here for the first couple of days the kids were in school, she left yesterday and I was home today so the dogs didn’t have to experience being alone a goodly portion of the day. Of course the bus driver throws the dogs biscuits in the morning and afternoon, so they both know that the big yellow biscuit box will take the kids in the morning and spit them out in the afternoon.