Another weekend has come and gone. A Saturday filled with soccer, Miles out of town for a swim meet and Richard home. A house filled with smells of homemade spaghetti sauce, Italian Casserole and oatmeal chocolate chip cookies and church on Sunday.
It was a perfect day for soccer on Saturday. Unfortunately, Emily’s game was a little off. She took a hard hit to her leg last week and seemed timid this Saturday.
Before the game, Emily was so excited that we agreed to bring Tucker to her soccer game. I was more than a little worried. Tucker, despite being well behaved at home, has a few idiosyncrasies. Namely water, smoke and excited voices, well and maybe an uncontrollable need to play with a moving ball.
We have all noticed over the last year how mature he has become. (Tucker turned 4 this August.) We thought he might be able to sit on the sidelines of a soccer game now. Well, he’s not that mature and I doubt he every will be! I think the dog could be old and gray and hardly be able to move and he still couldn’t sit there calmly and watch a game.
As soon as the game started he went into hyper-freak-out mode. Whining and then barking in a shrill, excited manner. (So very annoying.) I’ve read loads of websites like DogProductPicker.com to try and find a solution and a dog silencer looks like a good option. Needless to say one of us spent the game walking him around the park, away from the soccer games to spare the innocent bystanders his craziness.
I eventually tried sitting across the street, in the shade of a tree where I could still see the game at least a little and that was tolerable for both of us. I figured I had my camera with me, I might as well snap a few shots.
He looks so sweet and innocent. Like a big, huggable bear right? Nope, he’s just a goofy dog who definitely has his limits.
Well, that’s what love is right? Taking the good with the bad. Loving despite the faults.