Wednesday, June 26, 2013
I'm pretty sure my German Shepherd would have me committed if she could, citing recent unexplainable actions on the part of her owner, me:
She watches me pedal a bike in the living room, but the bike doesn't go anywhere, and Iím pedaling so hard that I donít seem to notice I havenít moved! She cocks her head.
She sees me on the floor on a foam mat making funny motions (and noises), but Iím apparently not playing because sheís not allowed to join in. She lies down and sighs.
She comes into the kitchen to investigate odd noises and finds me dancing for all I'm worth...with there's no one else in the room and no music. She whines and sits down.
The last straw is the hula hoop. It looks like a toy, it moves like a toy, and if she could get just one bite, she's sure it would TASTE like a toy. But thatís not allowed. I can see the question mark over her head.
I really do wonder what our pets think of our intentional exercise. Like children, they are active by simply playing, and I'm trying to rekindle that joy in myself. I have to sign off now - going outside to throw a ball around for a very excited (and patient) faithful friend! Happy activity today, everyone!