Post or tree, not me: Weekly smile


© irene waters 2017

I take Muffin dog training every Wednesday night. We join the dogs in the oval and put them through all the stuff we all religiously practice every day between sessions. The sunset last night was enough to bring a smile  and Muffin’s compliance an even bigger one.


© irene waters 2017

However, the smile I am relating occurred on our practice today. She was not in the mood. Perhaps I was not in the mood. We went to an oval where the smells were good, she quickly saw the remains of a ball and wanted to play. I put my freezer bag on the ground — we were going to Aldi after training. Her friend arrived and I knew training was now out the window. I let her off the lead. The dogs met, greeted. Muffin ran to get the ball. Shiloh ran to my shopping bag and lifted his leg letting forth a large stream of yellow. I thought of my lettuce being placed inside. Inwardly I my smile turned downwards. Externally I forced a smile and said “at least I wasn’t sitting on the ground.” Shiloh has managed to shower a few unsuspecting beach sunbathers. His owner and I laughed and the smile turned upwards. A gentle reminder that things don’t seem as bad if we smile.

In response to Trent’s Weekly Smile

About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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11 Responses to Post or tree, not me: Weekly smile

  1. trentpmcd says:

    Oops Shiloh , not good… Dogs do have a very different view of the world.

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  2. Colline says:

    You cannot help but smile. At least he was happy to see you 🙂

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  3. Thankfully it was just lettuce, not a rib roast.

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  4. Kathleen Howell says:

    Oh no! Yes, I’d be glad too I wasn’t on the ground!

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