At least he’s not posting pictures of his meals on Instagram

Today was cold, yet cloudless and sunny, and I had a perfect walk planned for Shimmer. He, however, had a different plan and wanted to go in another direction. It’s amazing how he can express his opinion without saying a word. He’s also immune to cajoling, pleading, logic, and sarcasm. So, as usual, we ended up going his way. I’m really going to have to take lessons from him on how to win arguments.

He led me to a tree-shaded area of the park, edged by blackberry bushes and nasturtiums. Delicately, he picked his way through and finally found his goal: a particular clump of grass. To my eyes it looked like any of the others we passed along the way, but this was the one wanted. Maybe it had a tinge of coyote musk, or it had been brushed by a hot dog at one point, regardless, he happily gnawed on the grass as if it were a delicacy, and this got me thinking.

Shimmer believes sidewalk chicken bones are the height of American cuisine, and he once chowed down on a burrito snatched from under a bush. And yet…he went out of his way to find fresh, in-season produce, grown locally.  I think Shimmer might be turning into a Foodie.

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About Kelly

I'm a dog walker, he's a greyhound, we meet a lot of nice people.
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One Response to At least he’s not posting pictures of his meals on Instagram

  1. Connie K. says:

    You make Shimmer sound like such a refined being. I’m sure he must come from royalty.

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