She listens for us to come home. She waits in her cage for me to awaken and turn up the heat in the morning. After I have arisen and guide myself to her cage and unlock the door, she comes out, stretches, yawns and follows me to the bathroom as I perform my daily ablutions.
On our daily walk behind Bear Lake, she acts frightened as if there is a predator hiding in the woods; more so earlier in her tenure here and less so now. I wonder if she either is now familiar with the area, or that a fox or wolverine has decided to move on. Anyway, when we get to the InterUrban Pathway with its long stretches of fencing on both sides, we play pitch and catch with a ball until she is so exhausted, that she keeps the ball in her mouth and trots for the exit to head home. No more pitch and chase.
All this canine involvement comes to an end this weekend as we trundle off to Madison, Wisconsin to drop Sadie off at Andre's house as Andre greatly misses Sadie and wants her loving welcome home attitude to be restored. Mixed feelings on my part about this entanglement; as, with most social involvements, the good and bad outcomes are not clearly delineated.
1 comment:
I think you need another dog!
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