Travalon has started his new job, and so far he loves it. He works for a rental car company, and he gets to drive lots of nice, new cars around. He also has to vacuum them out, but hey, that’s moving around. One of my coworkers said the other day that sitting is the new smoking as far as things that are bad for your health, and all I do all day is sit. Some of my coworkers have standing desks, so I’m thinking of trying that out.
The one whose life is most impacted by Travalon’s new job is his poodle, Rodney. Since Travalon’s job starts earlier than mine, Rodney and I both stay in bed while he is getting ready. Then when I get up, Rodney wants to go out, and when I get home, he wants to go out. He is so ecstatic to have company that he gives my face a bath with his tongue. Poor puppy, all alone except for Cashmere the Unfriendly and Superannuated Rabbit. She is looking very old and frail these days, but then again she will be nine at the end of this month. The 28th, if you want to mark your calendars.
This is a little poem for Rodney. It probably won’t make him feel any better about getting left home alone, but I feel his pain.
Daddy left me but Step-Mom’s here.
Wait, is she going out the door??
Take me with you, please please please!
I can’t stand being alone anymore!
Time is passing, I’m so lonely,
Nobody here but that lagomorph,
And she isn’t very friendly,
Which they say is normal for a Poland dwarf.
Someone’s at the door!! Is it my daddy??
No, it’s Step-Mom, almost as good!!
Now she’s taking me out for a walk
All around our neighborhood.
I love to have a human with me
As I sniff around where the hostas grow
And find the perfect spot to pee on –
Here! This one! I gotta go!
Travalon’s a poet too. When I said something about being so lame because of something I did or didn’t do, he said, “You may be lame, but I love you just the same.” Awww!