White Dog senses I am lost in the world's sadness and mounts a rescue. She stands on my knee and offers herself for petting. Once she is sure she has my attention, White Dog pours out her best: she madly whirls in circles chasing her tail, then races around the room at top speed rebounding off the couch. She rolls over on her back while chewing a bone and juggling Brownie toy. When she pointedly looks at me and mugs, I cannot help but laugh.
White Dog's goal accomplished, she allows brief cuddling and then returns to her chew, both of us still smiling at her success.
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