March 30, 2009

White Dog perched calmly on the arm of the chair as we awaited Steve's arrival home from work. She was glad to see him and offered a hearty greeting...but when he changed into "play" clothes, White Dog exploded into a frenzy of excitement. She danced around the living room flipping and catching Mousie as she shook the stuffie and whapped it against the floor. She leaped onto the couch, then the arm chair, butt in the air, tail wagging coyly. Finally White Dog sat in the middle of the room until she got Steve's attention; she pointedly looked at where Bait (her fishing pole bungee toy) leaned. How could he resist her pleading look? A twisting diving, jumping "Fishing for Eskies" game ensued. Breathless they both crashed to the couch where after a long drink from Steve's water glass, both are adorably, quietly, wrapped together.