WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 30th, 2013
I had to jump the gun.
In order for me to write about my hand jazzing at night, this update is based on last night's deployment, not today's. That will have to be the workflow from here on out. I will jazz my hands at night and report the next day. Got it? Good.
I take Family Dog out for his evening escapades and find a blanket of stars overhead, beyond the thick canopy of trees that shrouds our unkept yard and modest house in darkness. I wonder about lurking owls and if there might come a time that I have to save Family Dog from a hungry, swooping predator. Family Dog is small, brown and fuzzy. To an owl, I imagine he looks small, brown and delicious.
It is very possible, probable even, that hungry owls are watching us from the shrouding canopy of trees. Possible because it looks like a lovely place for an owl to perch and hunt. Probable because I've seen them roosted up there and have heard them hoot from nearby on numerous occasions...so this is not merely the stuff of an active imagination.
While I wait for Family Dog to...escapade...I thrust my hands toward the stars as if to grab hold of those trees, to grasp those big hooters (you saw that coming, right?) and...
...but wait...Family Dog is right in the middle of escaping.
I watch him escapade. He watches me watching him escapade. I laugh a little, he looks embarrassed...it's our thing.
He punctuates the dispatch by flinging grass and leaves with his hind legs, completely in the wrong direction mind you. But he now looks spry and eager to sniff about, hoping to find what belongs to that amazing smell located near some shrubbery...I hope that he does not as I've seen what likely created the scent trail he's found and it will totally kick his ass.
I let him continue to sniff about as I complete my hand jazzing ritual to the stars that I can faintly see beyond the trees. It feels nice not having to see myself do it...although I need some work distracting my mind's eye...it saw the whole thing.
At least Family Dog doesn't judge like Family Cat...that's the big advantage of dogs. They are easily distracted by interesting smells and accept you, jazzing hands and all. Day thirty complete.
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