The other side of the world

I admit it. I love being a dog aunt. I get all of the pleasure and none of the responsibility.

Rogue, the wonderpoodle

We go for walks, have slumber parties, share treats—we just don’t do it all the time. Who could ask for more?

There is only one thing we disagree on. We have entirely different ideas about what time in the morning we should get up and going. She’s a morning dog and I’m much more of a night owl.

I’m in charge of night. She’s so tired that she’ll do whatever I say. I am in complete control. The morning is an entirely different story. I suppose it’s fair that she gets to be in charge at one end of the day.

Oh my! She is just full of energy. I always let her follow the way her nose leads, she occasionally checking that I’m still on the other end of the leash.

Tai Chi on a Sunday morning

On this particular morning, we end up in front of morning glories! Right here in NYC. I can’t remember the last time I saw them. Then she drags me to an equally energetic group of Tai Chi practitioners. I haven’t even had my first cup of coffee and there they are swinging and swirling away. I hadn’t fully appreciated that Tai Chi is as adaptable as this Sunday morning crowd makes it seem. Live and learn.

Maybe someday I’ll get it together to wake up really early Sunday morning, have a cup of coffee and head over to the break of dawn Tai Chi party. Nah. Who am I kidding, though I may just take another peek at those morning glories.

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