Me and the dog are going to lay in the road*

Dragon Mood? -- laughing out loud

S loves the outdoors. She spends a lot of time wandering our acre "estate," looking at all the forty-year-old pine trees, the Virginia creeper, all the ornamental grasses she's planted, and dreaming about what could be.

This afternoon she was out in the front yard, along with our dog, Cisco. When she looked next, the dog was laying out in the middle of the road. S described her as completely prostrate, with one ear cocked up, in her radar tracking mode. A car came down the road. S started calling Cisco. The dog lifted up her head from the pavement, watched as the car slowed, went around her, and then laid back down.

Later, S was talking to her mom, Sally, and described Cisco's odd behavior. After extensive questioning, dialog back-and-forth, Sally and S came to the conclusion that Cisco is depressed. Depressed because I didn't walk her at 11:00 p.m., like I usually do, but at 10:00 p.m., so I could get in my jammies and watch a movie with my honey. That's why our suicidal dog laid in the road this afternoon.

I should have known better.

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* a quote from S late this afternoon, as she and Cisco headed outside