All you ever do is run around, Sadie
(Run, Sadie, run)
I have run after children near busy roads. I have run after mail carriers with a late letter. I have run after every dog I have ever owned and many more when I see their owners running after them. You’d think by now I would have given up on running after people and pets. Then Sadie up and runs.
Stanley goes to a karate class twice a week. When he comes home, it’s a celebration for the pooch. With the four-foot fences all around the yard, she can anticipate him from down the block, and by the time he rides his bike up to the gate, she is a-quiver all over and making an adorable mewing sound down in her throat. On Thursday, she looked so happy to have Stanley back at home, it was a shock when she ran right past him out onto the street.
Up and down outside the cottage, she demonstrated her imitation of a happy bullet. When she launched herself at high-speed the opposite direction, I tried to get her to run after me back to Stanley. She did. Then over-shot him and launched the other direction. A neighbor we had just met stood outside with us, with a wiser strategy than I. She simply stayed in one spot in the road and called “Sadie, Sadie.”
It was beside the neighbor that Sadie eventually decided to stop. Luckily, Jennifer, my new best friend, grabbed onto her collar and allowed Sadie to wet her down with kisses. Jennifer very calmly suggested that dogs truly benefit from training. We’ve been told this before. I think it’s time we took the advice.