Thanks to Frank for setting another challenge this week.
British Summer Time begins on March 25th, when we put our clocks forward an hour.
It used to confuse the dog for a while whichever way the clocks went, even though we still kept to our routine for her walks during the day. But since having the boat when our movements were governed more by daylight than the ticking hour, her ‘human’ day starts when I get up and ends when we all go to bed.
Photo: Maggie on the boat April 2017
I’m convinced dogs can tell the time. Previous pets would know when we were due to come home and sit by the front door or in the bay window watching for us.
Maggie is a creature of habit and if we’re not putting our coats on by 10 am for her second outing, she will be herding us towards the door.
Dogs age differently to us, they say 7 years to our one, but that’s more of an average than actual arithmetic. A dog of around 2 of our years of age is in their doggy 20s. (see below).
They sleep a lot during the day, which is probably why their years go faster!
One thing I remember from my dog psychology course was being told that each time they wake up it’s a new day to them and they would have forgotten any bad behaviour, so still being cross at them after a doggy sleep just confused them.
Maggie is 13 now, so by the seven to one ratio, 91 in doggy years. Looking at the chart though, she’s only 74.
But time is catching up with her, etched in her face and her body language when her joints are stiff. I can see a significant difference in photos taken three years ago to those taken recently.
Photo: April 2015
Photo: February 2018