February 23, 2008

White Dog stood quietly at the screen of the Sugar Gliders' cage and slowly wagged her tail. Chuck sat inside on the topmost branch calmly looking out at her. Slowly, as she waited, Chuck climbed down until he was level with her face. As if in formal greeting, White Dog leaned forward so that Chuck could touch noses with her through the screen. They regarded each other for another second then Chuck scampered back up his tree to where Isaac waited. White Dog jumped up on the sofa and curled up next to Steve.