Imploring Gaze

It is not that I'm so smart. But I stay with the questions much longer.

~
Albert Einstein

Ruby is continuously asking, a creature of curiosity. Her short stature means that she's always looking up, up, up, with those bright amber and grey eyes, those large inquisitive ears. She wonders what I'm doing, when will that include her, when will I pick up the caterpillar toy or say the magic four-letter word that begins with a 'W' or go upstairs so she can follow with her nose at my heels or sit on the purple sofa so she can nestle into her favorite spot in my lap. In a bigger way, she asks if I'm listening, if I love her more than yesterday, if she's taught me something important, if she brings me joy and the answer is always, always, always yes. 

Smoosh

Klutzy Trick Training

Ruby's paw target - her precision is far better than mine!

I have always been a klutz. I knock my elbows and knees into things, I drop stuff constantly. Once I managed to drop a quart of paint in the middle of a Home Depot aisle and it came open and splattered all over another customer's shoes and pants. I believe the color was Mortification Taupe. I am frequently apologizing to my poor timid Ruby for my incoordination and bad timing. She cowers whenever I drop something noisily on to the floor, and as the last person picked for team sports in school, I've dealt some pretty terrible throws when playing fetch with a ball or her Frisbee. She's stuck with me, though, and we muddle through clicker training together, something that requires good timing and on-the-fly finesse.