I'm Being Followed by a Rainshadow. A Really Big Rainshadow.

Hi Everybody!

Meet Tripper

Tripper meet Everybody

Tripper, why don't you tell all our friends out there on the internet what you do all day.

Oh, I don't know mom. my day is pretty lame.

Go on, they'll understand.

Don't say I didn't warn them.

After waiting patiently at the back door all day for you to come home. I sit at your feet while you make dinner. This is a very important moment in my day because there is that off chance that you'll give me cheese. Sure, I'll have to debase myself by sitting but hey, this is cheese we're talking about.



Then I have to climb up the dreaded steps to sit at your feet while you paint or work in your studio. Do you even realize how hard it is for me to climb steps? HUH, mom? Did you have to put your studio upstairs? Were you even thinking of my needs? Yeah, I didn't think so.



Then I sit on the sofa next to you while you watch TV. Unless there are bird noises on the TV. Then I must stand in front of it and bark. Very important work here. Almost as important as chasing that nasty squirrel out of the back yard. But, only if you are out there. I don't go outside except to do my business unless you're out there.



Then there is the time I spend sitting at your feet while you eat, drink your morning coffee (and what's the attraction there?), and type on your computer. I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You spend way too much time on your computer. Time that would be better spent petting me. I'm just sayin'


Then there is the all important time I spend waiting for you to get out of the shower. You know, you just cut 10 inches of hair off I would think that would mean shorter showers. Not that I don't love the cool tiles on my belly, it's the place a little further south that doesn't like to get too cold, if you know what I mean.

And of course,


There is a portion on my day that I sit at your feet while you sit on the throne. That's some time well spent there, I'll tell you. The possibility of some interesting smells is like a siren's call. So, sue me. I'm a dog! We do disgusting.


Anyway, that's my day folks. Oh what? What do I do while mom's at work all day? Why, I spend it sleeping on her pillow. I like the smells there the best.

Thank you, Tripper for giving the folks an in-depth look at why I trip around you all day and why you are named Tripper to begin with. I did think that after the boys grew out of the toddler years I wouldn't have a body following me around the house all day but it seems I was wrong.

Well, carry on.

Love,
M