i've been hearing how dogs are acting different since the pandemic, and today i concluded that lulu is too, it's a different reality and a new lulu, changing all the time—it's pandemic lulu.
i had the favored green ball that floats, and we didn't lose it, and come to that i didn't lose it like the day before yesterday, and most of the time we just played like the old normal days, but when it was time to go she would not leave. she sat under the mulberry tree and stared at me waiting to give chase. and i lay down wondering what strategy to try to bring the game to a close. eventually i decided instead of waiting i would make her chase me, and chase me, and chase me, until she was too plum tuckered out to run. we did that in the arcade under the train, dashing back and forth until she stopped and i calmly attached the leash.
i congratulate myself on this success, and on not freaking out, or blowing my top, but i'm a 60 year old and it's a pandemic and i don't think i can keep it up, well i can keep it up, but you know. anyway in the unprecedented pandemic reality we're all learning how to cope everyday and since we have never experienced anything like it before, we have to learn by improvising and as before with dogs i always say with play. so i tell myself don't get so upset, don't get so doomy, hey, tomorrow we say optimistically is another day.