Friday, August 7, 2026
Maren and family have gone to The Cabin for a week. I volunteered to babysit Trooper the dog, because seriously, I am next door. Keith’s sister asked what kind of dog and I said dog-shaped with pointy ears.
Trooper is not a walking dog; he is a backyard dog. He seems to really love his yard. He especially loves his Frisbee in his yard. Except now he is a sad dog. His people are gone and only Mom’s friend who is a very, very bad Frisbee thrower is here. Such sadness.
Keith came over to hot tub with me.
We begged Trooper to come outside. He stood up on the deck and watched us. Keith threw the Frisbee and I retrieved it. On the third try, he came down, got the Frisbee, and took it back up to the door.
I spent the rest of the day hanging out at their house. He didn’t want to go out. We watched a movie. Trooper came and pawed the ground a little and Keith jumped up to let him out. Trooper zoomed right into Keith’s spot on the couch. Ha! Fooled him.
You’re doing all anybody can do. Trooper isn’t offended, but he misses his people. He will be fun to watch when they come home!
We are out sitting in the sunshine this morning. He really loves his people!
Somehow, I don’t think Ellis would respond in the same way. Haha
Would he be zoomy?