February 7, 2015

White Dog "accidentally" knocked my old-fashioned desk calendar into my lap.  As I shifted her to put it back in place, she gasped in "surprise."

"Wow! I had not even noticed. Did you know my Gotcha Day is in exactly one week?"

"Little White Dog of My Heart, the day you arrived to live with me was one of the happiest days of my life. Do you think I could EVER forget the amazing serendipity of you being in my arms for the first time on Valentine's Day? Next week we will have been together for an entire DECADE! Oh, the places we have been, the things we have seen, the life journey we have traveled. Unforgettable."

"I already know that the White Dog Army is planning a celebration," she said. I looked surprised. "Stop it! Momma! You know there is going to be a party!" "Maybe," I shrugged with a coy smile.

"I don't suppose you will tell me what is on the menu or what surprises are planned?"

"Not a chance." I answered as Yo silently drifted by to check my resolve. "But I will say this," my Big Boy did an about face and stared at me from the hallway. "The countdown is on!"

Last year, handsome Eskie gentledog Andy, sent White Dog a lovely necklace
expressing his undying devotion and asking for her paw.
The two agreed to a long engagement so that WD could pursue her career with Paws To People
and Andy would not have to leave his mommie.