Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Blowing in the Wind
Last night it was so windy it made my ears stand out. It was very cold. I don't like the wind flipping my ears around. It's one thing when they're inside out, but quite another to have them flapping around like a kite. By the time we got to the park, I'd had enough. When we got to the road to the gate house I started to head back home. Joe didn't get the point, and seemed to really want to be out in the wind, so I followed him and walked around some more. But, when we got to the next path towards the gate, I started to head back. Joe still didn't get it. So, we kept going, but finally when we got to the road at the bottom of the hill and I headed back up that way even though we hardly ever use that road any more, then he finally got the point and we went home.
Last night it was so windy it made my ears stand out. It was very cold. I don't like the wind flipping my ears around. It's one thing when they're inside out, but quite another to have them flapping around like a kite. By the time we got to the park, I'd had enough. When we got to the road to the gate house I started to head back home. Joe didn't get the point, and seemed to really want to be out in the wind, so I followed him and walked around some more. But, when we got to the next path towards the gate, I started to head back. Joe still didn't get it. So, we kept going, but finally when we got to the road at the bottom of the hill and I headed back up that way even though we hardly ever use that road any more, then he finally got the point and we went home.
