Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Rabbit Ears

After milking all the sympathy I could yesterday, I decided today was a new day. "Get a grip!" I told myself. "Buck up!" "Tally-ho!" Tally-ho? I don't even know what that means, but it sounds rousing, doesn't it?

I filled flutterbye orders all morning, then called Patience to go for a walk. According to the weather wizards, it's going to be about 2 degrees tomorrow and I don't plan on exposing my body to the elements until it's in the serious 40's again. Today was my last chance at a dose of sunlight.

So, with my professionally-wrapped ankle bound, I loosened my "running" shoes and slipped my fat foot in. This simple action is always Francie's signal that she is going to get to see her friends, the whippets. She did a mid-air flip, ran to get her lead, and headed for the door.

Since it had been a while since I had gotten to walk with Patience and our whippet friends (There are six who will walk with Francie. The other two pass.), I decided it was a celebratory event. I donned my newly acquired rabbit ears!

My new ears are white and pink and very, very soft and they stick straight up or will bend into various positions to reflect my mood. If I'm alert, both ears are up at attention. If I'm relaxed, both ears are bent casually, about mid-way down. If I'm down-hearted, both ears droop. If I'm happy, one ear is jauntily cocked. You get the idea.

Francie, being a Corky, has very expressive ears and I knew she'd be proud of me. Sure enough! She thought the idea was grand.

The whippets weren't so sure. "Is she taunting us?" one of them asked Patience. "She knows we like to chase rabbits. She knows we eat soft, furry things for breakfast. What's up with this human, anyway?" Patience reassured the troops and we took off.

As we walked and talked, we all eventually forgot my headgear. After all, there was a lot to catch up on. We hadn't walked and talked in days.

That's why it was so odd to us that cars kept slowing down as they passed us. The garbage truck came to a complete hault. Dogs hung out the windows of passing vehicles and barked like crazed maniacs. Who would think that a six-foot-tall woman with rabbit ears on would cause such a commotion?

All in all, it was a much better day than yesterday. My foot was a little achey by the end of the walk, but it was worth it. I can highly recommend wearing fuzzy, white and pink ears. They just make you stand up a little taller, enjoy the sunshine a little bit more, and generally perk up your attitude. And, anything that will stop a garbage truck has got to be good.


  1. I added you to my "favorites"!!

    Shannon Stivers

  2. The garbage truck actually did come to a complete stop. Tracey is gorgeous, and I'm sure they were thinking OMG there's Miss January, right here in Paducah!!!!