“I’m taking the train downtown this morning, will you be alright for about three hours?”
“Mmmm…not really…why don’t you bring me with?”
“Traffic will be a pain, taking the train downtown will be more relaxing, I will be back by 12:30.”
“Hah! That is not three hours, that is more like four hours and 34 minutes. OK, I will entertain myself, can you leave your gloves on the table, or a hat?”
“Blackmailed by a Border collie…is that how it’s going to be? My gloves and my hats are already displaying Border collie damage…divots, gouges, nicks, pieces of fabric missing, fingers missing…”
“Oh, c’mon…we’ll drive together…we can go for a walk downtown…I know you love to show me off…right?”
Easy stuff for a determined Border collie…pushing My Dad around, manipulating him, he is so ruminant-like, at times. Yes, we are going bye-bye in the Scion xB to downtown Chicago on a “mission.” And the traffic on the Kennedy Expressway was just fine – I love sticking my head out the window at a leisurely 17 miles per hour…sometimes 2 miles per hour.
After My Dad had successfully completed his mission, serving a court summons on a very cooperative Registered Agent, he returned to the Scion xB on the 7th floor of the parking structure. I am still getting comfortable with elevators. While I will no longer hesitate to board an elevator, once I am inside, I have a tendency to spread my legs and drop into a crouch – I feel a bit more steady on my feet this way.
My Dad told me that the prior weekend, the City of Chicago had dyed the Chicago River GREEN (as if it was not green enough) for St. Patrick’s day (My Dad’s birthday) and this event coupled with the Saint Patrick’s Day parade encourages a lot of humans to drink a lot of alcohol…and this results in numerous puddles of VOMIT – EVERYWHERE. While these puddles were interesting for a Border collie, especially the pink puddles and orange puddles, My Dad kept telling “NO” in his very calm voice, and I listen VERY well!
By the way, I have a large number of canine friends who visit frequently. I am not food-aggressive, so when my canine friends visit, I will watch them have a meal at my place.