Getting by with a little help from R.K. Beker


Even if Roo understands how exhausted I am all the time, she doesn’t carry the leash back to the camper to relieve me of the weight. If anything, she must think I’m in great shape because I don’t stay in bed until 1 or 2 in the afternoon the ways she does. She asks to carry it because it’s her signal that’s she’s had enough and because it somehow represents loot. Usually I don’t give it to her unless she’s wearing her collar and it’s clipped to it, because every once in a while she tries to bury it, but sometimes I give in and give it to her even if she’s not wearing the collar and hope for the best.