YOU NEED MORE REST

I am demonstrating for you how to eat a stick

Well, I’m just saying, the last two posts needed more attention. You aren’t getting enough rest. You were all mixed up in the layout of the photos of me and the marigolds and the hummingbird and the dragonfly. Maybe you need to eat more sticks.

RESTING WITH PHOTOS OF ME

I like to stay next to you. Here, you can see me resting next to the marigolds and the hosta and the funny dragonfly that doesn’t move. I am very relaxed but I’m not made of metal. It’s good to rest.  You and I are both resting, watching the hummingbird buzz over us and drink nectar from the tiger lilies. There are only a couple flowers left now, a few phlox and a lilac that blooms in the fall. It’s August, but there are patches of red leaves over the ponds already. The leaves wouldn’t turn red unless they rested. I do a lot of resting. You needed a lot of rest today because you cut up a tree that fell across the road. I sat in the back of the car and supervised. After you cut up the tree, you rested all day. When you rest, you are very quiet. You know who is almost never quiet?

Or so. I can’t really tell how high the trees are because I’m a land-bound dog.

That means I’m a dog and I bound up in the air when I get excited but I cannot, no I cannot, leap from branch to branch. And doggone, I have the sense not to try. 

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RESTING

It’s good to rest. I like to stay next to you. You’re in a chair, taking my picture. You can see me resting next to the marigolds and the hosta and the funny dragonfly that doesn’t move. I am very relaxed but I’m not made of metal like the unmoving dragonfly. You and I are both resting, watching the humming hummingbird buzz over us and drink nectar from the tiger lilies. There are only a couple flowers left now, a few phlox and a one lilac bush that blooms in the fall. It’s called bloomerang. That’s because it blooms in the summer and then it blooms again. What a fooler.

It’s August, but there are already patches of red leaves over the ponds. The leaves wouldn’t turn red unless they rested. I do a lot of resting. You needed to rest today too because you cut up a tree that fell across the road. I sat in the back of the car and supervised. After you cut up the tree, you rested on the couch, pretending you were reading. When you rest, you are very quiet.

You know who is almost never quiet?

Red squirrels. There are a lot of different colored squirrels here. Black squirrels hide from the red squirrels. Red squirrels clitter and clatter and chatter and shake their tails as they leap from pine to pine at heights that stretch up to seventy feet. 

Or so. I can’t really tell how high the trees are because I’m a land-bound dog.

That means I’m a dog and I bound up in the air when I get excited but I cannot, no I cannot, leap from branch to branch. And doggone, I have the sense not to try. 

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Large Mouth Bass and Raven and I

My dear fans and loved ones,

Our friend, Raven, went fishing. She just learned how

and with her magic “swim shad,”

she brought all kinds of dancing fish to our dock.

The large mouth bass were beautiful– yellow skin and pink gills,

and a big yawning mouth shaped like an O like my name, Oliver.

This one weighed almost 3 or 4 pounds, give or take (that means we don’t know).

I weigh 46 pounds, give or take.

If she had put the bass down, I could have kissed it. It had its mouth wide open.

After she caught every fish, she gently placed them back in the lake. That was good.

You told me it’s called “catch and release.”

They all went swimming away afterwards, except for one.

We watched it flipping and doing its water dance..until it stopped.

It didn’t swim anymore after that and we felt very sad.

Some big animals like to play with smaller animals

and sometimes the smaller animals stop moving afterwards.

I’m glad no one catches and releases me. I’m a Bearded Collie, not a fish.

Sometimes I swim when I’m very hot, but only a little.

Advice from Oliver: If you are swimming close to our dock, be careful of Raven’s swim shads.

Shiverin’ in the Rain

The first sign of rain, and I make a mad dash for a. the basement b. my crate c. a bed where I shiver and shake and wait for you to comfort me. You might wrap me in a towel and give me Dr. Bach’s remedy. You also turn on calming, classical music. It helps me.

You want to know why? I am not a flower or a blade of grass that needs rain to grow. I am a dog that understands that rain might mean thunder or lightning. I am very scared of loud noises.

Because I am a sheepdog and not a retriever, I don’t like loud noises of any kind. I’ve already told you I don’t like rollerblades or skateboards. I don’t like guns. When you raise your voice and sound angry, I am frightened too. I come to you or to my daddy and sit by your feet and look up into your eyes. I can’t do that with rain. Sheepdogs want their people and their environment to be under control so they can listen properly in case there’s work to do.

Advice from Oliver: Last time when I wrote about friends, I forgot to give advice, so this will be a twofer…two pieces of advice for the price of one. My advice from last time is: Friends come in all sizes, shapes and colors. If they don’t jump up on me or bite my tail, I don’t care what they look like. You can make all kinds of friends too. Just try it.

For today, my advice is: Help each other feel safe. Not all creatures are afraid of the same things.