Both the outside collies Joe and Reba live in dog runs, however they get a fair amount of "free time" in the yard. This is their time to run about and play as they wish. During the summer I sit in my lawn chair and watch them while they play. Now that fall is turning nasty (as in snow and rain) I've taken to kicking them out and returning to the house.
Reba goes to the door and jumps up on the handle until she shoves the door open. Pleased with herself, she lets herself in the house for some human companionship. Of course, this puts Tessa in a major snit as she is the only dog allowed in the house. And to prevent a world war, outside Reba once more goes.
Joe has a different tactic. He goes up on the deck and looks in the deck door, wildly wagging his tail with a hopeful look on his face. As the wind blusters and blows he remains there watching you. Can you feel the screws turning in my heart? There are times when both Reba and Joe sit wagging at the window watching you inside all nice and cozy. The worst is when you look out the kitchen window to check on them and Joe sees you and comes running up to the door.
Tonight the guilt got to me. I just couldn't bear it anymore. Bundled up I went out and played with my dogs. They were just like children. "Hey, watch this! Watch me toss my toy and pounce on it! Are you watching?" "Look, look! I'm chasing Bella!" Their shenanigans were interspersed with leans up against my legs for some quality pets. Joe seems to be the neediest. He really wants to be with you.
It breaks my heart to know that I'll have to give Joe up but I know there is another home out there somewhere better suited to him than mine. I can see him as a truck dog. You know, the dog that travels with it's human everywhere, or running along side the horse helping move huge herds of cattle. He is the dog that wants a human to love and work for, everyday spending time with them. But for now he's mine to love and I'm his to shower his affection on. Even if it makes me feel guilty!