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Maggie and Father's Day

June 16, 2019

It is Father’s Day.  Someone forgot to tell Maggie (the Great Pyrenees).  Maggie was at the side of my bed at first light, scratching the mattress.  Maggie is not trying to scratch the mattress; she is trying to scratch my arm.

 

Having an eighty (+) pound dog dig its paw nails into your arm (or worse; chest or back) is a very effective way of waking up.  I don’t recommend trying it yourself.  As I have told my children (both sets), “There is no reason to make the same mistakes I have made.  You can just listen to me, I’ll tell you how it works out.”  Neither set of my children have ever actually listened.  To make it worse, I cannot get that dog to wake anyone else in this house, by digging razor sharp paw nails into someone’s back.  Believe me; that's a privilege I will pass along.

 

It’s Father’s Day and Maggie doesn’t care.  She wants outside.  I took the “hint”, and decided it was in my best interest to get out of bed to let her out.

 

Walking down the stairs, which by the way is not as easy as it was in my youth.  That first trip down the stairs every morning listening to my knees and shoulders creak is a tool I use to wake up.  That and I find myself wondering if I am going to start moving too fast, not being able to control my speed and end up doing a faceplant at the bottom of the stairs.  Hey, it can happen!

 

I’m sorry, where was I?  Oh yeah, I was walking down the stairs.  I noticed, sleeping on the sofa, a mere seven feet from the front door, was a sleeping child.  Maggie had walked past this sleeping child to wake me (on Father’s Day) to let her outside.

 

Being the father that I am, I let Maggie outside without complaining.  I closed the door behind Maggie.  Imagine my surprise, as I turn around to find the child, my child; awake and watching the happenings.  I asked, “Why didn’t you let Maggie outside?”  The child replied, "Maggie went upstairs to get YOU.  Why is the window open, it’s cold in here.”  (BTW 49 degrees outside, 62 degrees inside)

 

I am not revealing the age or gender of this child.  If the start of this Father’s Day is any indication of what Father’s Day means to my children, I have clearly missed the boat.

 

Have a wonderful Father’s Day.  Elaine and the kids have been asking what I would like to do today.  They forgot to tell me “sleeping in” was not an option.  It is raining, that will limit the choices.  Don’t worry, sometimes it’s great just to lay back.

 

Ok, now for those of you that didn’t take my advice and bought your dad golf clubs.  Shame on you.  He wanted a hand knit (or crocheted) golf sweater.  However, don’t dwell on it.  You have his birthday, Christmas and Father’s Day next year to make it right.

 

We had a lovely couple in the store yesterday.  The husband/wife team picked out yarn because she was going to knit him a pair hand knit socks. (I think she bought yarn for her own socks, also.) That’s what I’m talking about.  They didn’t even speak about golf clubs.

 

If you are lucky enough to hug your dad today, hug him!  I your dad lives too far away to hug call him.  If your dad is in a better place, talk to him.  He hears you.  Happy Father’s Day God Bless all dad’s out there.

 

PS  Teach the kids to let the dog out!

 

Our crazy lives!

 

Monner

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