April 5, 2017 by Petrea
Wilma Wednesday: Get Up!
Wilma’s in the back yard, barking at no one in particular, “Git up! Git up! Wake up!”
I open the window and call softly, “Wilma, it’s too early to wake the neighbors.”
“Please be quiet, or I’ll have to bring you inside.”
She doesn’t exactly button her lip, but she stops exercising it to look at me. I put my finger to my lip and say, “Shh.” I’m not sure she knows this signal yet, but she quiets and lies down in her meadow of weeds. On warm days she prefers it to the dirt patch she made by the garage.
I return to my desk to work. It’s just past 7:00 on a Sunday morning. I know the neighbors on one side of us are already up. On the other side, they don’t hear well and Wilma’s barking doesn’t bother them. But I don’t know the Sunday sleep-in habits of the neighbors behind us. They’re new, and since I don’t hear their dogs right now I assume they’re sleeping.
I get up from my desk and go to the back door. We leave it open so Wilma can come and go. Wilma is standing on the stoop, waiting for me. “It’s nice out!” she says. “Everyone should come outside!”
It’s a sunny, bird-song morning. I sit on the stoop beside Wilma. “Thank you, sweetie,” I say.