Sometimes when we come back in from being outside the Budster gets all excited and he barks and barks and bounces. He uses his outside voice and he’s got a lot to say. The volume upsets the Duchess who comes over, needing assurance that everything is okay. It’s okay, Duchess, he’s just happy.
The Budster doesn’t bark outside, only inside and usually only when he wants petted or sometimes when he’s telling me he wants outside. Tonight, it was a spontaneous eruption of excitement. It’s just not right. Ask the Duchess.
When you are used to living in a quiet house, loud noises can be upsetting. Using your outside voice is not acceptable unless the UPS man shows up and wants to kill everybody. Then you have to use your outside voice to run him off. Thus far it’s been working because he hasn’t gotten us yet but that voice is reserved for special needs. We don’t bark just because we are excited…until now.
The Budster has added a little excitement to the mix around here. It takes a little getting used to after so many years of relative quiet but it is refreshing in a way. It’s cheerful and it reminds us to loosen up and have a little fun.
1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
If you have experienced too much pain and shed too many tears, perhaps it is time to shout and sing.
Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth, burst into jubilant song with music
Thank you Budster. I needed that tonight.