After the Move (Rusty's Dilemma)
Moves are long things. After the drudge of packing and arrival at the new address - there is the drudge of unpacking; of finding new homes for all the bits and pieces. Makes life a mess.
And poor dogs - Rusty’s world has shifted. He tries to impose the patterns of the old one onto the new. It doesn’t work.
The new rear door opens to a large garden. There are trees for dogs to use. But Rusty doesn’t. Because at the old place, the rear door opened to a verandah where nothing unproper ever happened. There, it was the front door first to open every morning to Rusty’s paradise, the wild bush. There he did his business, then ran around to read his peemail. But in the new geography the front door opens to a manicured yard and a NO for a dog’s business. I sense him squeezing his legs, yet he won’t let go in the garden. At the front door he stands, expecting wide spaces behind it, and relief.
Thankfully, a park is nearby and Rusty seems to ponder to make it Paradise Minor.
He cuddles up more than ever. His eyes are question marks: why does nothing last in life?
Klaus and Rusty
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Nulla that brought a tear to my eye--poor Rusty--and poor you--but Rusty will settle in--I have new people next door and they have a Lab' and when it 1st moved it was barking quite a lot and was rather nervous--however after a few kind word from me (and a few treats) she has settled in and now wags her tail at me and never barks unless she has need to.
I agree that packing and unpacking is a real pain--even I hate that when just going away let alone moving--I would just hate the thought of having to pack to move.
I wish you both all the very best in your new abode.