The Art of Waiting

Me: There’s an awful lot of Waiting involved in the life of a dog.

Nell: Waiting is one of the first things we dogs learn to do.

Me: It must be ever so tiring. Waiting for food. Waiting for a walk. Waiting for Tony the Postman.

Nell: Waiting for Tony is a genuine pleasure. His visits are a joy.

Me: I expect last week was particularly hard then because Tony was on holiday.

Nell: Yes. Fruitless Waiting is the worst.

Me: Poppy hates Waiting.

Nell: I know.

Me: She’s an Impatient Waiter.

Nell: Terriers are.

Me: Harriet is quite good at it. She’s a Fairly Patient Waiter.

Nell: Harriet’s a trained spy. She has to be good at Waiting.

Me: Dave is an Optimistic Waiter. Darling Big Brave Beautiful Boy.

Nell: David likes to look on the Bright Side.

Me: If Waiting for something takes too long he just waits for something else.

Nell: Yes. David finds Focused Waiting rather difficult.

Me: This morning he and the girls were waiting at the window for ages.

Nell: That was Anxious Waiting.

Me: Why?

Nell: We’re expecting a thunderstorm.

Me: It’s not due until later.

Nell: It’s still in the air. We can smell it.

Me: Anyway, Harriet and Poppy went to sleep but Dave started Waiting for Me.

Nell: To finish writing?

Me: Yes.

Nell: Brave boy. It’s one of the most frustrating kinds of Waiting.

Me: Why?

Nell: You look like you’ve finished and then you start again.

Me: That’s because I get another idea.

Nell: You never notice anyone.

Me: I’m in my own world.

Nell: I know.

Me: You’re the best at Waiting, Nell.

Nell: I’ll always be Waiting for You.

Me: Will you really?

Nell: You know I will. It’s what we dogs do.

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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