January 12, 2007

White Dog was vibrating with pent up energy by the time Steve got home from work. They immediately headed out for a run, which seemed to charge White Dog even more. It was difficult to prepare dinner while fielding ball, playing Jack on a Leash, holding chewies, and administering pats but we managed. Sometime after berries -and-cream and Max "Keep Out!" Patrol White Dog finally wound down enough to lie quietly beside Steve and shut her eyes.