HURRY UP

Yesterday hubby and I were busy in the yard. He fixing the sea wall and me watering, weeding, etc. Dakota wanted to play, I mean really wanted to play. She ran circles around us being a bit of a pest. I finally took the collar off her (we have an invisible fence) and told her to go swim. She really likes to swim. Usually she makes a bee line for the water and romps around for an hour or so. Not this time. She walked out on the dock, waiting for us to go out to keep her company, whining for attention. And she waited and whined and waited and whined. Finally, she settled in and soaked up the sunshine. (With her black coat you would think she'd search out the shade, but she just loves to sunbathe) I finally put the hose away and made my way out to the dock to much tail wagging and barks of joy. And as soon as I sat in the chair, ready to toss her favorite ball into the water, she got up, walked down the dock and went upstairs to the porch. Perhaps I made her wait too long. The dog definitely has attitude. :)