4.17.2009
April 15, 2009
White Dog's gentle tap on my shoulder and her breath on my face woke me from the bad dream I was having. The stressful day and my cold had caught up with my subconscious. White Dog's look of concern as I opened my eyes made me hug her tightly with relief. She nestled across my chest and licked my hand until my breathing calmed then she allowed herself to rest but did not leave my side. I felt the security of a child clinging to a treasured old teddy bear. Thanks to White Dog's quiet care, Steve, a very sound sleeper, never even knew.
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i too have often woke up startled- and tesla was right there to purr and soothe me back to sleep. It's amazing the kind of power they have.
and jared too- never knows.
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