today i took shortie and giz (mom and dad’s very lovable pekinese, in case you haven’t been KEEPING UP) for a car ride. shortie and giz are so enthusiastic – i just had to say “car ride” and they went crazy, barking and running around, and they leapt into the car and were very excited about the ride, even though it wasn’t actually exciting at all, we weren’t driving to cozumel or anything.
but they kept up their exhuberance, leaping from the front to the back seats, sometimes looking out with window, sometimes trying to dig down into the seats. and then, after a while, they both just laid there, happy to be in the car, taking a trip.
i think there’s a lot to learn from dogs.
just being happy about the trip. being excited, being content, excited to go someplace new, even if it’s just across town.
dogs. maybe i’ll be a dog in my next life.
hopefully one with a doting owner.
i guess that’s the one (huge) drawback to being a dog – you’re at the mercy of your owner.
but we’re all at the mercy of something/someone, aren’t we?
can you tell i’m writing this about three hours past the time i should have gone to sleep?
i saw “a few good men” tonight at the theater centre. it was good. intense. i wasn’t looking forward to it so much, to tell you the truth. even though mac warren loves the intense dramas (after the show he told me that he likes a comedy if it has some bite in it. does the play i wrote have any bite? probably not), i can take or leave them. but i was surprised at how good and intense it was.
not to mention the bonus attraction of all those men in uniform.
the play was long, but i didn’t get bored. a little girl in front of me fell asleep, but i thought that was just as well. it’s not a show for kids. swearing, a violent death, and i’m amazed, actually, that she remained asleep with all the yelling going on.
enough already.
grace