It’s finally hot, too hot for long labours, so this month, I offer a short entry to follow up on June’s long-ish blog about end-gaining:
My friend S came over for dinner with her constant companion, Fred, a charming mid-size rescue dog with glossy black hair and a gentlemanly demeanor.
My dog, Gracie, a sweet-hearted (headstrong, high-strung) Weimaraner, was beyond delighted to have four-footed (and two-footed) company.
Our second-ever “Frango & Arte” event was on the docket (#Frango&Arte; you heard it first here) and the absolute best-in-Lisbon BBQ chicken and trimmings were spread out on the table.
Gracie, being her usual self, spent the dinner circling around us, nosing her way toward our plates, toward the boxes of takeout, and generally being “a pill”. My command “Gracie, sit!” would result in her fanny grazing the floor for about 2 seconds, followed inevitably by more attempts at a steal.
Fred, on the other hand, settled in peacefully below the table, at the feet of S.
Now guess who scored some bits and bobs of chicken and rice?
Yup, the patient Fred, who had simply positioned himself in the premium spot—considering that food falls down! He studied the situation and made himself available (there’s that disponibilidade concept again) to receive what he desired. Call it lazy, but voilà, success does not always come to those who try hardest!
(Sometimes I think I’ll write a flute method called “The Lazy Flutist” and fill it with all the things we can “not-do”, rather than all the things we must do (plenty of books with that already). Likely the sales would be weak, since people—especially flutists, we’re such hardworking folks!—equate laziness with BAD MORAL CHARACTER!)
Sometimes, you really can just sit there, in the best position and receptive, and the thing you want just falls from the sky!
Enjoy the hot weather, everyone!
