Last night I got rid of all the alarms on my phone before I went to bed. I wanted to see how life is when you wake up “naturally”. Unfortunately for me, my first wake up was at 1:10 AM.
I rolled over and told myself to go back to sleep.
My next wake up was at about 4:20 AM but that’s not so unusual for me because generally, that was about the time that I ordinarily would be crawling out of bed.
At first I thought about just staying up but I decided against it because I wanted to see how late I could actually sleep for if I simply satisfied my nature call and went back to bed.
6:20 AM was the last time that I awoke. It was the latest I could stay in bed. I tried to go back to sleep but it wasn’t going to happen so I got up out of bed and got going.
Usually, after I have taken my medicine and made my coffee, I sit on the couch reading my news until I’m allowed to have anything to eat or drink after I’ve taken my meds. Usually a half hour. I like having an idea of what’s going on in the world, negative or not, “it is what it is”.
Anyway, this morning I decided I was going to start Etta, (my dog), on her new routine as well. You see Etta is a very bossy dog and very competitive as well. She likes to think that she is in charge of me, especially when we are outdoors.
I don’t know if it’s because she was a stray before she was picked up by the shelter and before she came to live with me but when we’re outside, she really likes to take advantage of the fact that there are so many people around and behaves quite badly pulling against her leash, choking herself and breathing labored, lunging at people and other dogs, whining, shrieking and squealing and she seems to “know” that I feel very much that I do not have any control over her at all.
Of course, she is right! That is exactly how I feel. I know that I lack confidence because I’m always feeling afraid that I will have to deal with her behavior every single time I see someone coming, especially when they have another dog with them and I know that I can not get her to stop behaving badly. I hate it! It is so embarrassing to take your dog somewhere and have her behaving like a ridiculous fool and nothing you do stops her from doing it. I am so tired of it.
As a matter of fact, I’ve been tired of it since the first time that she did it but I’ve never really had the time to actually give her the time to train as I would have liked. So now I have the time and hopefully Etta will become the dog that I know that she can become. She is, other than all of her baloney, a sweet, loyal, loving, really great dog. I want her to be calm and to have her come anywhere with me and have her do what I tell her to do, that’s all. I don’t think that’s too much to ask, do you?
Our walk this morning started pretty much the way it does every morning with all of Etta’s attitudes, noises and antics. The leash however was shorter and a bit tighter so that she had less freedom but all along our walk, she fought to try and stay ahead of me.
Etta kept pulling and trudging ahead of me but I kept giving tugs to her leash and stepping in front of her path, taking over her territory or what she perceived to be her territory. With dogs, it’s all about the territory. The “leader of the pack” and all. It wasn’t until we were on our way back home that I noticed that she seemed to notice that I was there and she was a bit calmer.
Usually, she is oblivious to anyone or anything being anywhere near her. She generally just plows ahead with her wild eyed, crazed, frantic look on her face and panting heavily, not caring who’s ahead of her or what’s behind her.
It’s only the first day of a different way of doing things but I believe that Etta will come around to being the dog that I know she can be and I will be able to take her anywhere with me. At least I can hope, right?
As for me, my first day of retirement, so far, has been relaxing. I did a little bit of housework, a bit of real cooking, a bit of rearranging, a bit of writing and I also received a call from my cousin Jackie in England who called to wish me well on the “first day of the rest of my life”.
All in all, I had a great first day of retirement.
Thank you for reading.