Sometimes you just gotta eat a little crow to keep peace in the family, even when you are a Special Agent. This is especially true when the one giving you grief is the Special Agent in Charge, Ruach – my big sister.
Must have been hard to have been put into early retirement like Ru was. She says she doesn’t mind having a desk job, taking care of the domestic division while I look over foreign affairs. But it has to irk her sometimes. Oh I guess I don’t give her enough credit for having paved the road before me – but really – does she have to get so cranky and always go “by the book”. Sometimes you have to get outside and live a little.
But when I get home, I always have to report in first – even before popping open a cool drink of water. “Watched her 6 – 4 times”, “popped the corner – 3 times” and oh yeah watched that ever wavering frequency that tells me when the Rev is sick and needs to eat something or drink some water.
This last task is a new job I get to do that Ru never did and she doesn’t understand how draining it can be. To always be on alert watching for a change to happen and then get the Rev’s attention and make sure she takes care of it. That’s why when I get home I just want to kick back and chase some ball – mindless activity that helps me to recharge in case the Rev decides to go out again.
But I get it. There’s work to do at home, too. I can’t go totally dog-brained (SQUIRREL) on the Rev. Just because we’re home doesn’t mean she doesn’t need me with other difficult times.
So I sneak in ball playing and squirrel chasing when I can. I listen to Special Agent in Charge Ruach with half an ear and a show of respect. But in the end, it’s the Rev and me – she doesn’t get out of my sight and if I’m lucky there’s a little extra ball playing before bedtime.
This is Special Agent Arkeo signing off saying keep all four paws on the ground. See ya around the kennel.