The Time Of Wiggling Is Upon Us

Barley, a dog, makes eye contact with the camera as she wiggles on her back in some lush grass.

Despite the weather still being quite cold (I need to scrape ice off of my windshield most mornings), Barley has taken once again to regular wiggles while out on our walks. This clearly doesn’t reflect any attempt on her part to cool off and beat the heat. If anything, the cold makes her a little more frenetic when on walks, so I suspect that these wiggles instead come from a place of having more energy than the pace of the walk allows her to express, and doing a little thrashing about as a way to get the blood moving. I’m very tickled by this possibility, because it would make wiggling a general-purpose temperature regulation strategy, at both temperature extremes.