May 11, 2007

White Dog wasn't sure how to watch for Steve's return since the car sat on the driveway all day. Steve had ridden his bicycle to work. When she saw him cruise up and take off his helmet she went wild with greeting. Her enthusiasm extended to Adam's arrival a short time later although he came by familiar car. A casual Middle Eastern grazing meal included White Dog's favorite, chicken shwarma, and the glow that comes from good friends being together. White Dog curled up next to Adam and napped.