The shocking red and orange leaves I can see from my front window, darkness falling earlier, and a slight nip in the air tell me something is changing.
It must be fall.
But since I’m a dog lover, my fall is different from a normal person’s. Is yours?
How A Dog Lover Sees Fall
Leaves aren’t those colorful, crunchy things under your feet when you walk. They’re an intensive poop camouflage system that makes you “feel your way” during clean up.
That frosty air isn’t a sign to grab a sweater. It’s the beginning of a long debate about whether you should put your short-haired dog in her coat or if you still need to pack water for your furry dog.
It’s not time to start baking apple crisp and cookies. It’s time to start feeling guilty because you’re not making delicious, homemade treats for your dog like Jodi at Kol’s Notes.
Scarecrows, scary witches, and goblins aren’t your neighbors having fun with the season. They’re booby-traps that freak out your dog as you turn the corner.
Your favorite fleece jacket isn’t a way to protect you from the wind. It’s a catcher for dog hair that no lint roller, brush, or dryer will ever release.
Halloween candy isn’t just for kids out having fun. It’s what gets dropped all over your neighborhood causing you to repeatedly yell, “Drop it. Drop it.” when you walk your dog on November 1.
The early night sky isn’t an excuse to watch the stars. It’s having to add a head lamp to your dog-walking gear so you can find your pup’s leavings.
Those squirrels aren’t making preparations for a long winter. They’re turning your dogs into raging beasts and your windows into a slobbery mess.
Your furnace isn’t a helpful way to cope with cooler temps. It’s a device that forms cyclones of dog hair around every heating vent.
Those stuffed “snakes” you put down to block the drafts from your doors don’t save you money on heating bills. They’re irresistible tug toys that end up leaking sand all over your floors.
But best of all,
Fall isn’t just another season. It’s the beginning of six months of cuddling with your best friend before it’s so hot you can’t stand to be near each other.
Your Turn: What do you think fall means to a dog lover?