our dog kid, gets what we laughingly call "the zoomies."
might call it a "fit". Whatever it is, he
spontaneously surges with energy, like a dog gone berserk.
Mad with dog joy.
running jag happens spontaneously, coming
out of nowhere. His crazy dog fit is unphotographable, as
he's moving waaaaay too fast.
Rockwell got close to capturing a "zoomy":
dog in "No Swimming"
attempt to paint Freddy B's Zoomies with words:
speed, Freddy B will dash back-and-forth in a straight line or in wide
circles. Ears back and tail flying, low to the ground, he'll run flat out, going faster
and faster, oh, at least 64 miles an hour. He'll embellish his
frenzied dash with
complex twists, turns, spins, and stops. The more abrupt the
stops to change direction, full 180s, and zoom back, the more he seems to
something like this:
run down the hallway, careen around a tub of teddy bears in front
of the doggie door placed intentionally there to slow him down and
fly right through the doggy door to the backyard, around the water
fountain, leap and bite a leaf off the eucalyptus tree, bam! right through
the doggy door, around the tub of teddy bears, into the family
room, around the island in the kitchen, then around the dining
room table, to the living room's corner window, jumps up to the top of
the stuffed chair in the corner, bite the drapery, take a flying leap off the
chair, circle the coffee table, and start all over again.
it lasts for seconds, sometimes for a full minute or longer. He is
undefatigable and exhausting to watch, mainly because I'm laughing
so hard as he zooms.
In the meantime, O, his
sedentary dog-sister who's on thyroid pills to rev up her
watches him, staying out of his way, bemused.
me, Freddy B is a dog who is not attention-starved, and I know he's
not doing it for attention, as he seems completely oblivious to me,
except to ricochet off my body if I'm in his path.
entire time he's zooming, Freddy B actually smiles with a wild, crazy
mischievous glint in his eyes
he's celebrating life.
projecting themselves on their dog
"Life is a Gift."
P.S. If you would
like to share a portion of yourself with words, in response to
this journal entry, you may do it here.
only gift is a portion of thyself..."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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