It’s going to sound selfish, but I don’t care. I like the weekends. There, I said it.
I make the best of it, but I think I’ve already made it pretty clear I sincerely hate all that time when my parents are away at that place called work the majority of the week. (It’s not the most attractive quality of mine, but I digress.) So I do count down the seconds until “about that time” on Friday afternoons when mom and dad come home from work and I have them to myself for the majority of the weekend.
But a blog friend of mine was kind enough to remind me of something lately. If not for that place called work, my people wouldn’t be able to take care of me. Without that place called work where they make money, they won’t be able to take care of the baby. I’ve said before (and I stand by the truth) that money can’t buy happiness, but it certainly does buy food. That’s a bonus.
I still thank God it’s Friday, but I suppose even that is a matter of perspective. If the weekend started on Thursday night, I bet people would long for it to start Wednesday night. If it started Wednesday, the wish would be for it to start Tuesday. And so on. To what end does this bring us anyway?
It’s not just a people thing. Fridays are a dog’s favorite day of the week too. We canines understand routines pretty well, and we know what the Friday routine means for the next couple of days: people time. Adventures. Car rides. Dog park trips. So much fun happens on the weekends.
The way I see it, the weekends are a blessing. All the people time means all kinds of fun that we appreciate all the more because it is special. If it was always the weekend, what would we have to look forward to? Regardless of the darkness, I think everyone merits from knowing there is some type of light at the end of the tunnel.
So I know it might sound selfish, but I don’t care. I kind of love Fridays. Fridays are family to me.
We still get excited every weekend aswell! So definetly know where your coming from:)
Aw, it’s so good to see you dear Kirby! I’m glad we have something more in common! Lots of love to you!
Maybe we should have weekend all days, that could solve the problem with the day before weekend :o)
You’re right! This is a fabulous idea! Something I will definitely invoke just as soon as us dogs rule the world. 😉
Even when they retire, our people still need to leave us alone sometimes. But you’re right, W. – that light at the end of the tunnel (or that car pulling up out front) is all we care about.
Love and licks,
Thank you, dear Cupcake, for reminding me it’s not such a bad thing to have something so special as the light at the end of the tunnel to look forward to. We are blessed. 🙂
Wiley, hope your weekend is as special as you are – enjoy!! 🙂
Aw, thanks!!! Same to you!
I think your human should hire you a walker human to take you to the park. There, I said. Then you’ll have so much fun socializing with other furry friends.
I think you’re right. I will mention this to my mom. 😉
Well, I’m contrary, Wyles. I see nothing selfish in loving weekends best of all. But time apart is what keeps it so special – and the LOVE, of course. Will your Mom be working all the way through her pregnancy or will you two be alone for a bit getting ready? How exciting would that be?!
I love your honesty, dear HuntMode. You’re right – it’s not selfish to so anxiously look forward to time together with loved ones. And perhaps it is an example of that whole phrase about distance making the heart grow fonder. I didn’t think it was possible for my little doggie heart to grow any fonder of my people, but it seems that must be what happens while they’re away at work all that time. I know mom likes her place called work a whole lot, so I do believe the plan is for her to work until the baby comes (God willing, obviously). But after that, I’m anticipating some time with her and my little brother or sister before she goes back to work, so I do have much to look forward to!
Lots of love to you and the whole HuntMode family!
Lots of love to you
Wyles, you are oveflowing with love x 2 for us! And your entire clan, forever family and fans. May you receive twice back as you give out, dear one. Love HuntMode, Elby (the Elbow – Uncle Sean’s nickname for the little guy) and the Ella, who got to spend an afternoon with six other greyhounds! Whoo – a true pack!
‘Tis not about what we get, but rather what we give, dear friend. And yet your words made my day. Please extend my love to Elby and Ella.
You really are amazing, putting a positive shine on a working week that almost makes me glad that I work and go out every day leaving loved ones at home – wow what a trick!
This is fabulous news! I can’t wait to tell mom that my new trick worked! 🙂 Joking aside, I do suppose absence makes the heart grow fonder and mine sure grows fond for people time – this much is no trick. 🙂
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Raise a paw if you love weekends!