Who says dogs can’t talk?
He may not speak, but it's often pretty clear what Jake has to say about things.
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Our RoadDog may have been giving us a message on Sunday.
You see, Steve and I have decided to forego riding for a few weeks to try to get some work done around the house. We don’t like it, but sometimes you just have to suck it up and do what you have to do.
We didn’t get the house and garage painted last fall. Before we paint this spring, it only made sense to replace the shingles on one section of the house with clapboard, a task we’ve been doing gradually for several years. That side had to be done this year, so that’s what we’ve been working at these past two weekends.
While Jake enjoys being outside “supervising” our undertaking, he looked rather glum yesterday as bike after bike went by on the road. I looked at him at one point after three rather loud motorcycles zoomed by and he was so low in the doorway of the garage that he looked like a small bearskin rug lying on the concrete.
I told him we’d be able to ride later this summer after we get our projects done. He did not look impressed. I wasn’t convinced he understood what I said or the sentiment behind it.
However, about 10 minutes later when I declared a coffee break, I wasn’t so sure about that.
I transferred Jake from his tie-out rope to his leash and headed for the door. Our beloved Cairn terrier took a short detour, trotting over to where we’d been cutting clapboard and, not a foot from one of the sawhorses, relieved himself. He then looked up at me with what seemed a pretty clear message in his eyes. I’m fairly certain our RoadDog was saying, “Pee on this, I want to ride.”
I couldn’t help it, I laughed out loud. Dogs may not be able to talk, but Jake gets his message across loud and clear.
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