and the dog stares

he pooped twice today and i took him out in spite of the rain to pee just fifteen minutes ago, but he's laying at my feet begging to go outside again... jackson things it's his instinct searching for a place to dig a hole and die in, but he doesn't dig when he's outside... he does sniff like crazy, but then, he's always been a hard sniffer... his begging can be really annoying when i notice it and i do not like shutting down my senses enough not to notice it so i turn up the tv or music so i can't hear his scratching and whimpering and turn off all the lights so i can try to avoid is rolling around and running upside down in an attempt to scratch his back and i type, but being this sort of avoiding is annoying i am just compounding the annoyingness of the situation so i hope jackson comes home soon so maybe she'll distract him from his constant staring at me...

he did stop for a while while jackson was sitting here, but the moment jackson went to bed he is right in front of me staring, scratching, rolling, and repeating the cycle with mostly staring... if i was paranoid or somewhat high strung, he'd be driving me quite crazy... luckily i am just merely slightly annoyed mostly because i am distracted and would rather be writing... so he gets ignored and goes into the bedroom and a few minutes later he comes back out to stand staring at me, then he sits staring at men, then her rolls on his back and runs upside down, then he lays there staring at me, whimpers, then he scratches some more, whimpers some more, then heads back to the bedroom only to be back out a few minutes later to repeat the process... sometimes he gets tired enough to go to the patio doors (where his bed is usually kept except that recently because he sailed his other bed he only has one bed and jackson takes that into the bedroom) and looks outside... every second trip or so he sniffs the carpet inch by inch where we sit and eat hoping to find some crumbs... he's the incredible itching, starving, aching, begging aging puppy dog... did i mention staring?...

i hug him and he rests a few, wanders back into the bedroom, and starts all over again...

sigh...