Yes, it’s me, Romero, the cutest, most adorable guest blogger around. I’m back. My mom, Rachel, has been busy with lots of projects lately, so I’m blogging today. At least I think she’s doing something productive or hard or something. She keeps making this certain face while she’s staring into her computer screen and wiggling her fingers on the keyboard. I make that face sometimes too . . . mainly when I’m peeing or taking a big dump, but that’s a different topic altogether, isn’t it?
I wanted to alert all of you to some pretty odd behavior my human has shown today. I’m not sure whether I should be worried about her or not. Here’s what she’s doing. She’s carrying around these things called dumbbells. I don’t really get the name. They don’t make any noise, so they can’t be bells. And they don’t talk at all, so how would you know if they’re dumb.
The workout is done, Rachel. You can put those down.
Uh, where was I? Oh yeah, my human’s odd behavior. She grabbed two of those dumbbell things this morning and she’s kept them with her all day. Seriously, she carried them all around the house . . . even into the bathroom. She put them in her big bag of workout stuff, carried them all the way to the park, and then never used them during the workout. She just played with balls and ran around. I loved this workout because I’m faster and stole everyone’s balls. Ha, ha, ha.
I heard her say something to her workout buddies challenging them to carry something around all day too.
I don’t get it. I’m a retriever and sometimes I like to retrieve stuff. I race out get a toy, bring it back, you know, normal behavior. I don’t carry the same old thing around all day long, and especially not something heavy. Rachel says carry weighted stuff is a natural human ability- one humans should put into action daily, one humans should be ready to use.
He carries heavy stuff too.
I saw her reading some stuff about Erwan Le Corre’s MovNat clinics. This guy sounds like someone I would really like. He runs around like a wild man, climbing trees, jumping, and crawling (that is my favorite part). He had each of the people in one of his clinics carry some big heavy thing around all day, wherever they went. I think that’s where Rachel got the idea.
Yeah, she actually took those things with her to run errands.
After lunch she put those 2 dumbbell things on her bike and took them with her to run errands. When she got home, she told me that she took them into the County Government offices, walked around with them at the grocery store, and carried them around Rite Aid. Tell me, is my momma crazy?
Rachel, do you really have to bring those things along??
She even took them with us when we went to go get the mail this afternoon and had them on counter while she made dinner. She was so into holding those things, she didn’t even leave them behind when she took out the garbage or picked tomatoes from the garden.
I carry in mail the normal way, but not my human.
Should I be worried? Should I call the vet for her? That’s where I get taken when I’m acting weird. Maybe I should wait and see if her poop looks weird first. That’s what my humans do when I’m acting weird.
She doesn’t look totally demented. She’s not foaming at the mouth or anything. She’s actually smiling and stuff. Maybe she’s okay. Maybe she’s just come up with another way to get her non-furry body moving. What do you think?
Don’t worry Romero, sometimes humans are cute, adorable and also not so smart.
I would keep an eye on her for the next few days and closely monitor her poop. If things don’t get back to normal, definitely call the doc!