Return of the toys

 

Out the door it goes.

Football.

Giant candy corn.

Bird.

Dog toys. All of them dog toys. As if an important and necessary part of the routine, when the back door is opened, the dog sprints out with a toy in her mouth.

In an offbeat full circle of closure, they never return but they always return. The key twist being that the toys never come back into the house in quite the way you would expect them to return.

A dog leaves with a candy corn and returns with a ball. It may be hours, days or weeks before the candy corn returns, but eventually something else is heading into the yard to be left and back comes the candy corn.

To watch it play out is essentially like having a seat at one of the strangest boomerang throws you’ll ever see. The best description I can give in comparison is a song being performed as a round. You know the drill, one person starts, and before that person finishes another person begins, and so on until everyone ends. In the case of our yard, the candy corn goes out and a bird comes back, then a football goes out and the candy corn comes back.

And the question I have is simple: Why?

Years ago, Terry and I had two Labradors, and they had the run of the house. At one time, we had decided that we needed to keep them off the bed when we weren’t home, and we tried to set up some obstacles to block their path.

It didn’t work.

Night after night we’d come home and find the bed still warm. A laundry hamper nearby was knocked over. The hamper was always knocked over. The evidence was pretty clear. Rather than letting them continue to do things that might cause damage, we gave up and opened the route to the bed again.

For a few weeks after, every day we would come home and find the laundry hamper knocked over. Even on the other side of the bedroom, it was as if they had some internal checklist for naptime. Go upstairs. (Check.) Knock over hamper. (Check.) Get on bed. (Check.) Wiggle around to get comfortable and enjoy the afternoon. (Check and check.)

What creates these routines? How do these habits come about? (Why do they love playing tag with the hamper?)

When we go out to the car, we know we need to keys to get inside. That’s why we go to the counter, grab the keys, and then head outside. What is it about a giant candy corn or knocking over a hamper that becomes part of heading outside or taking nap on the bed? It’s not like they need to open the vehicle to move it when we’ve already opened the door. They don’t need to move the car to get a clear run onto the bed.

Maybe it’s just a security blanket of sorts. Built over time as the way it should be. A routine I don’t understand but perfectly sensible to them, much like any peculiarity any of us might have about things like brushing teeth and putting on socks. If they’re going to go out, they need a toy. If they’re going to nap, everything should be in its place.

(And I wouldn’t have it any other way.)

 

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