Dog Time

For those of you who've not met her yet, or haven't seen her in a while, here's a picture of the Tubular One, a.k.a. Misty. Misty is a Gemini Jack Russell, a real swinging senior. On her left is her pal Jack. This is Jack's first taste of canned Duck and Sweet Potato. Mmm.... As you can see, he's not a picky eater. Misty loves to flirt with the big haired boy dogs. She's trying to catch his eye here, but he's a little preoccupied. She's a bit intrigued with her fluffy mate. Why is he so chill? What kind of shampoo does he use? What's up with that crimped tail?

I've been thinking about things that run on dog time. You know, where one minute equals ten and one year equals seven? I've compiled a list of things that I feel run on dog time. Here they are, please add a few if I've forgotten any:

Things that run on dog time:

-Cirque du Soleil's "O"
-surfing with Cappy
-holidays
-those all night talks when you're falling in love with someone new
-the time between getting off the ski lift and catching it at the bottom
-Sundays
-the time spent devouring Harry Potter books, especially #3
-weekday mornings from 6:30-8:00
-scuba dives
-dancing to really great music
-enjoying Korean barbeque with friends
-and of course...all lesbian relationships

There is a small bit of consolation for things that run on dog time. When I reflect back on things like these afterwards, they s-l-o-w..w-a-y...
d-o-w-n. In reverse dog time, I daydream, float, I wallow...