“As the Lodge Turns” Episode 17: The Daisy Diaries
On this episode of “As the Lodge Turns”…
Today was an especially fun day at the Lodge, and I can’t wait to tell you all about it!
As you know, the first thing I have to do when I arrive at the Lodge is to get a little dirty. When I’m at home, Mom and Dad always make sure that every one of my white curls is nice and clean, but there’s no way I can play the way I want to and stay spotless! Luckily they’re very understanding when I come home from a long day of playing; my parents are the greatest!
So, today I thought I would start by hiding in one of the awesome tire stacks in my favorite yard. I love to sit in them when I’m feeling a little tired, and the best part is, I get to leap up and surprise my friends when they walk by!
As I slipped inside I noticed the beagle that started coming here a few months ago standing by himself at one end of the yard. He had the guts to talk to Scarlett, so a lot of us think he’s the bravest dog at the Lodge!
I don’t know why today was the day I finally approached him, but I’m glad I did!
“Hey Bing!” I said, running towards him.
His eyes widened as I came to a stop right in front of his paws. It’s like he thought I would crash into him!
“Hi…” he said, slowly, like he was trying to remember the name he’d never heard.
“We’ve never met! The name’s Daisy,” I said, turning around in a circle. “You seemed kind of lonely so I thought I’d introduce myself.”
Bing’s tail started to wag excitedly. “My friends aren’t here today, so that means a lot, Daisy! It’s nice to meet you. Wow, your fur is really beautiful!”
“I know,” I said with a little sigh, “but not for long! I’m about to get really dirty!”
Bing tilted his head to the side. “Why would you want to? Your coat is so white and shiny…”
At that moment I realized that poor Bing had never known the joys of being covered in grime from nose to tail! I knew it was my job to educate him on the right way to play.
“Bing, you’d be surprised at what you’ve been missing…”
First I showed him my own private pool; every time I come to this yard there’s a large silver dish filled with nice, cool water. Some dogs only drink out of it, but not me! It’s a little tight, but if I turn around in the dish a few times, I can find a comfortable way to sit!
Bing watched me as I demonstrated this overlooked feature of the yard’s water dish.
“It’s perfect for hot summer days! Hop in!”
After he’d tried the water we streaked back and forth across the yard to dry our fur. There’s nothing quite like the feeling of a warm breeze blowing through a wet coat; Bing couldn’t keep up with me though, so I dropped to the ground and rolled around on the turf.
It doesn’t have the dirt that my backyard does, but I make do! We tumbled all over the spacious yard, sometimes nipping at each other, sometimes nearly springing to our feet.
We weren’t quite dirty enough, so I found a small pile of untouched leaves just waiting to be rolled in! I love the sound of a nice, crunchy leaf getting caught in my fur…Bing hesitated at first, but after he’d watched me do it for a while he dove right in. I’m such a good influence on him! What did he do for fun before he met me?
Of course the best, most fun way to get rid of dried leaves in your coat is to be slobbered on by a drooling dog! Luckily I’m friends with quite a few!
“Just stand under him like this,” I said, sliding under the dripping jowls of a basset hound.
“I’m not sure I want to…” he said, wrinkling his nose a little at the idea.
“Think of it as a shower! Live a little, Bing,” I barked, rolling around on the turf with newly damp fur.
Bing let one drop of drool hit his back before he frantically rolled after me, but at least he tried.
I led Bing to one of the tire stacks and showed him all the ways you can play with them. While he was sniffing at the ground, I carefully crept into the tire closest to him…
Bing was starting to look a little worn out, and when I scared him he nearly lost his balance! I forget that I can be sort of high energy – but I think fun should tire you out!
“Are you okay, Bing?”
“I’m fine…but could you give me a warning the next time you sneak up on me?”
“But then it wouldn’t be a surprise!” I said with a laugh, dropping into a play bow and leaping around on my front paws.
Bing smiled at that, falling to the turf while I pretended to snap at him.
“Daisy, I think your coat is even prettier when it’s a mess!”
No dog has ever said something like that to me…I’ve always been happiest having a good time. It never mattered to me what other dogs thought of my coat – it’s just a part of me, like my eyes, or my nose, or my tail!
But today I felt truly beautiful for the first time, dirt and all!
Now as I cuddle with my parents on the couch, my coat a shining white once more, I fall asleep to thoughts of running around the yards with my new friend…
Sweet dreams, Diary…
…to be continued…