October 22, 2009
White Dog was in a great mood when she and Steve returned from the Park this morning. They both came back to bed to play the "Let's touch mom with our cold noses" game...and they both laughed when I jumped! White Dog dropped a stone she had brought home for me on my chest and then tapped me reminding me the she was supposed to get a treat in return, and when I didn't get the bag open fast enough she buried the rock under the covers. I found it when it rolled under my back! She left Curly on my face so Steve and I could play while she went into the yard on a trade collecting sojourn and returned with cold wet leaves (and paws). Tithe was dutifully paid. It was obvious there was to be no more sleeping as White Dog continued to playfully walk all over us so we gave in to the morning joy and joined the wrestling, cuddling, bed dancing fun...at least until Steve noticed the time (it was a work day).