9.10.2005

September 10, 2005

White Dog was not feeling well tonight. She soiled herself and was quite embarrassed. She was contrite as though she had done something wrong. She demanded reassurances that she would feel better internally and that we were not upset with her.

Steve gave her a warm bath. Now White Dog races around spraying water everywhere and looking like a skinny, long-legged, and very wet river otter.

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