10.06.2008
October 2, 2008
White Dog has resumed our cool weather ritual begun as a puppy of laying on top of the blanket billows on the floor around my feet. I must admit there is no finer way to start the morning. It is still mostly warm here in ABQ, too warm to yet turn on the furnace, but the house is a little chilly first thing in the morning. So after we send Steve off, I wrap a blanket around my legs as I prepare the days "To Do" List, catch up on homework, and read. White Dog nestles at my feet on such mornings adding warmth to my cold feet...and to my soul.
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When i was just a puppy, when sister was going still in high school, every morning she would sit on the floor to be with me. I would go and curl in her lap and lay on my back and i'd get belly rubs until she had to go catch the bus. there were many times she was almost late...
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