August 13, 2015

Thank you Zoolatry!

White Dog said, "I have so many random thoughts today, momma. Some of them are so sad; some make me smile; some make me just want to curl up in your arms." I understood what she was feeling because it mirrored my sentiments...and it turns out, the thoughts of all in the White Dog Army.

It made me cry last night at dinner to see the tiny pink bowl sitting on the counter...unfilled. And every member of the WDA visited the bathroom (where Storm ate so that we could monitor her food consumption) to lick out her bowl...only it was not there.

This is my favorite photo of Storm. It is from Zsofia's Birthday Party where each of the WDA shared in chicken feet. Stormer LOVED this treat. She snatched it up and ran to the bedroom where she tenderly chewed off each of the toes...and then traded the foot with Sachi with the understanding all she wanted was toes.

Steve reminded us what a great walker, Storm was...Not! She would excitedly rush to the front door and wait for her harness to be clipped on. Then Steve would lift Puff under one arm and Storm under the other and carry them down the front steps. Once on the driveway, the ladies would stroll to the end of the drive and sit at the curb. They would watch the stars and gaze at traffic a block away on Route 66; then they would turn around and come back inside.

It is not that our Gentle Girl did not enjoy the out of doors, Bella reminded us. She took to the dog door with such enthusiasm, loving the independence it gave her. Often we would find our littlest one just sitting on the deck soaking up sunshine. She and I had to have serious conversations at first about bedtime meaning INSIDE time because she would sneak out of the door and lie against the glass to star gaze after lights out. It did not take long for her to understand the call of her name and the lure of bedtime treats meant it was time to settle down on a bed.

Just a moment of joy...which gave us all joy...