August 21, 2009

White Dog, I think, has become a vampire. She slept all day under the sofa, waking only to eat. Once the dark of night set in, however, she was a bundle of energy. In fact, she was up all night running and barking in the yard, waking us with trades, bringing toys up on the bed with which to play, and climbing all over us to wrestle/cuddle. It frustrated her that we did not share her enthusiasm for the night's magic. As dawn approached White Dog crawled onto the bed and immediately fell into a deep sleep...just as we were awakening.