Second blog -- answers to an ocean of prompts |
Prompt: " An old dog never learns new tricks." It's a saying I've heard since I was a kid. Is it a truthful thing to say? Can us old dogs really not learn new tricks? or do we just not want to? Write me a story, poem or rant about it, please! ----------- In a place nestled among the trees lived Joe, a dog old and wise and with clouded eyes, spinning dreams. Though years had etched memories and lines, his spirit danced with youthful flair in the rustling of the autumn air. However, "As the clock ticks, an old dog won't learn tricks," they said, but Joe dreamt high with a twinkle in his eye. Each day he rose with a hopeful heart to play his part, to defy the norm, to frolic and prance and find his form with new energy, though his limbs creaked, he stumbled, faltered but never despaired with patience and grace, he dared and dared. Resolve and grit became his guide, and he mastered tricks "stay, stand, jump, fetch, rollover, circle, and heel," with a feel. As days went by, to the knowing eyes, Joe with his doggy grin, showed the hope that cheers are there to earn, since oldies can still learn. ------ Note: Joe was my NewFoundland puppy who lived to age sixteen, almost seventeen, although the vet had said he could only live to eleven. He passed away in 1992, |