September 18, 2006

White Dog and I were surprised by the first cold snap of autumn. I dug out my lined slippers to keep my feet warm and apparently stirred up all kinds of puppy memories. She growled at the slippers and playfully pounced at my feet while I walked. And when I took them off at bedtime, White Dog grabbed one and ran off with her prize. These are the only "shoes" she has ever taken or been at all interested in. Odd.