White Dog stretched out on the bed and let the breeze through the open wind dance over her side. "Ahhh. This is the way every day should be!" she sighed. It was a perfect day--sunny, quiet, uneventful. The past weeks seem like they have been a constant whirlwind of social activity, small crises to solve, and preparations to make for something or another. Today it was nice to just do nothing. White Dog spent the day recharging and by the time Steve came home she was full of energy and demanded playtime.