that Dee

Winnie basking in a big patch of sunlight in her upstairs hall look out chair

My bath is pouring, the dogs have been out, Bleet's asleep on a windowsill pillow and those kittens Gussie and Oliver are peeling around downstairs in what sounds to be some very high energy top speed kitten antics (I still refer to them as the kittens although they turned 3 this summer), Piper Belle is in the red armchair that sits in my office curled up into a tight ball of wiry golden sweetness and the lovely Missy D is ensconced in her cave/den bed under my desk.

I'm enjoying my second cup of coffee and it feels like all is well with our world. It feels really good to say the dogs again - I've noticed a big difference in Winnie already. She's more energetic, more enthusiastic, she races out into our giant fenced in dog yard with Piper and stays out there awhile - they sit on the little hill on visual patrol OK, you look that way and I'll look this way they seem to say to each other. Before Piper arrived I couldn't convince Winnie to go into the dog yard at all since Jake's been gone she hardly ever goes out there. She needed a friend to do her stuff with. Piper still occasionally takes a little snap at Winnie if they're both close to me and I happen to be paying just a little more attention to Winnie, even for a second. It's a very nonthreatening snap, no growl or snarl and no where near making actual contact. I scold Piper, tell her No ! and Winnie is so sweet and tolerant she looks at Piper as if to say I'm gonna pretend I didn't see that girlfriend - calm your nerves ! Miss D constantly surprises me. Like her crazed, gentle puppy play with Baby Duke last summer - she was so unabashedly just plain silly in her endless enthusiastic antics with him. And once again she's showing her kind and tolerant nature. Since Piper arrived last Thursday I love Winnie Dixon even more ... now how is that possible ?

She's some kinda dog that Dee.