Every so often Asa surprises me with his profound thoughts. It doesn’t happen often. So I thought I’d take this opportunity to re-share Asa’s rather astute observations on spring. This was originally posted back in April of 2015 when he was just a five month old puppy. Without further ado, here is Asa with his puppy perspective on spring:  

Once again I’d like to thank Chuck Billy for helping me adjust to the ways of the world.  But clearly he does not realize the unique issues faced by a winter puppy in springtime.  If having my beloved snow disappear is not troubling enough, what is up with all this noise all of a sudden?  It began slowly enough with the chirp of a bird here and there, the rustle of a squirrel in the dried leaves, and the babbling of the once quiet brook.  But as the weather warmed my once silent world has exploded with sound!  Suddenly there are mysterious children’s voices filled with laughter drifting on the spring breezes, the rumble of motorcycles as they pass by on our walks, and the ever present buzz of weed whackers and lawn mowers have replaced the occasional sound of snow blowers.  Who knew the world could be such a noisy place?

I am grateful that I arrived here during the winter when the only sounds I had to worry about were the gusts of wind during a Nor’easter, or the perpetual sound of the shovel game my Mom and Dad insisted on playing.  I would have been constantly distracted if the world was always this noisy!  So Mom and Dad, please be patient with me if on our walks I stop dead in my tracks and perk up my ears to try to identify a new sound.  And Chuck Billy, please don’t laugh at me when I dive into my crate during thunderstorms.  I’m pretty sure you weren’t so big and brave either during your first crash of thunder!  And finally to my neighbors, my apologies for barking at you as you walk past my home.  It’s just the sudden sound of your conversations make me want to join in on your fun!