I’m trying to write a piece on overcoming. It is gorgeous outside. As I sit here taking in the first essence of fall, the smells, the colors and the feeling of changes on the way, I know I should be working. The dogs are in the backyard with me. I read somewhere that a walk for a dog is like a video game or movie for us. It is entertaining. That is in my mind whenever they are outside. But, that is neither here nor there.

There is this bird in the prairie grass that makes the loudest call. No, I don’t know what kind of bird it is…just that is makes a piercing call. Tucker, the Wonder Dog, as my husband calls him, immediately comes running across the yard and jumps on my lap. He sticks his head behind me. He is shaking so badly that he is vibrating the chair. Really?! The bird continues to call. Tucker continues to shake. The Wonder Dog is now cowering in the house and the bird has merrily flown away. I guess we all have things to overcome.

New Day Notebook on the prairie.