Easy Evening

Some of my favourite evenings are those spent hanging out with daddy, reading the news…. 

Daddy reads the news differently to me. As a dog, I sniff the news with my nose and the variety of smells form vivid pictures in my head of who was there and what they were doing. So I can see the news long after it happened. Daddy doesn’t use his nose to see the news. He uses his eyes, looking at lots of funny little characters on the paper. Recently he has had to wear glasses to help him read the news because he says his eyes aren’t as strong as they were. I hope my nose doesn’t stop working as I love reading the news too! 

When I sniff the paper where daddy sees news, I don’t see any news at all. All I get is a nose full of a pungent smell that daddy says in ‘ink’. I wonder if he means ‘stink’ because it’s a strong, foul odor and all it conjures up in my head are colours: swirling images of blue and black. Daddy seems to get more from the ink. He sees pictures in his head and will sometimes tell me about his news. I don’t understand everything he tells me but he does seem to like the news about markets and stocks. One day I might ask him what those are but for now, I just love lying at his feet, listening to him breathing and reading his news.