We have the most amazing wilderness behind our home.
It is an area I am not allowed to go to by myself.
You may recall those horrifying orange flags my Mom and Dad put up about a year ago when I moved in…. Well… I DO NOT go past that area where they used to be on my own – EVER! The flags are gone, but I have not forgotten where they were, and I remember they represent “Charlie’s Yard!”
The only way I go outside of “Charlie’s Yard” is when Mom puts a leash on me, and we go for a walk.
Now, I am getting better and better at coming when Mom calls – even when I am outside “Charlie’s Yard” and not on the leash, so sometimes I am allowed to walk on my own outside “Charlie’s Yard” – but ONLY after we go through the “boundary line” with the leash on. That is the only way it is safe.
So yesterday, being that it was a holiday and all, I got to go on TWO wonderful walks outside “Charlie’s Yard.” After our long walk with my buddy, Jager and his Mom Tracy in the morning, Mom took me on a hike in the wild and wonderful woods behind our home.
And guess what? She let me loose to run and sniff and explore at my own pace. Oh was it F U N! We were having so much fun that when Mom was ready to go back to “Charlie’s Yard,” I decided I wasn’t ready.
Mom, trusting “sucker” that she is, walked ahead believing I wouldn’t be far behind. But guess what? When she wasn’t looking, I decided to turn around and explore some more. Mom went back in “Charlie’s Yard” (remember I told you she is a bit of a “sucker”) believing I wouldn’t be far behind. She kept saying, “CHARLIE!” “Come On!”
Then she would throw this guilt trip in: “Good Boys Come!”
I am loose.
I am free.
I am in the wild and wonderful wilderness where the deer and the squirrels and the turkey play. And oh they smell so good!
So I decided it was time to go on a little “walkabout.”
Mom waited a bit, called everyone once in a while, and then headed back into the wilderness, where I believe I heard her grumbling under her breath something about somebody being in trouble if she had to come after them or something like that.
I continued to explore.
After all, it was a holiday.
And she and my Dad were gone away for almost a week in which she did NOT take me for walks…
After a while, she couldn’t find me, so she gave up. I was there all along, but I just wasn’t ready yet so I kinda hid from her.
Mom gave up and headed back home.
She looked a little bit sad,
and I have to admit I felt a bit bad.
So when she was almost back in “Charlie’s Yard,” I decided to come back.
“Here I am Mom!”
She turned around, and – voila! – there I was!
She looked so glad to see me. I think she wanted to be a little mad, but she was just glad.
We walked into the house, and I flopped down on the floor and took a rest right there in the hallway. It was so cool and peaceful.
Walkabouts are great, but there’s no place like home.
Don’t you agree?
Woofs & Wags,
Charlie is an adopted dog with brown eyes and a white-tipped tail who brings joy and laughter to his family and friends. Charlie is a gifted writer, raving food critic, cat, chipmunk, and donut lover, and exceptionally photogenic model. Some of his best friends are Mike theUPS Man, Cliff the Mailman, and ANYONE who delivers pizza to the house. If you would like to read more guest posts by Charlie, simply type “Charlie” into the Search box at the top right hand corner of this link: thecreativelifeinbetween.com. If you would enjoy a companion like Charlie, please consider pet adoption.