June 26, 2015

White Dog, Bella, Sachi and Zsofia watched from the window as the cute dog house Tony had made was loaded into the back of the truck. It looked like an Old West Frontier General Store and had all kinds of fancy features like a wind baffle entry and a hinged roof for cleaning. It made a pretty cool decoration at the top of the drive under the flowering plum tree as it waited for the rescue whose supporter won it for them at our recent Paws To People Auction to come and claim it.

"I am going to miss it," WD said. "It fit perfectly in that spot and kind of made our driveway seem special." The others nodded their heads in agreement. "We need to come up with something to replace it," Nilla suggested. "Maybe Tony will make another one?" Bella looked at me. "Tony's doghouse was a wonderful donation for the auction it would not be fair to ask him to make one just for us." I replied.

My Army of landscapers puzzled and paced. Zsofia hoped onto the couch and looked out of the window at the tree. She started wooing. Yo was about to "shush" her when WD stopped him.

"No, let's hear the Baby out. She might be on to something." Zso continued her explanation and the WDA began to see her idea...and they liked it. "How about it, momma?" White Dog turned and looked at me. "Do you think we could do that?"

The Bridge during its consrtuction

In the same place where the dog house had stood, under the spreading purple of the flowering plum, the WDA was proposing to place the Golden Bridge Steve had built to represent "Bridges To Cures" on the Paws To People float. It was weather safe and glittered in the sunlight. It would be perfect under the dark leaves of the tree. And when the cars were all gone, it would be clearly seen from the street.

"I think it is a great idea. Let's run it past Dad and make sure he thinks so, too!" I told them. Steve loved the concept and the fact that we would be sending the WDA message of hope about beating disease to everyone who sees the Bridge.

The White Dogs gathered at the windows. WD, Puff and Ferguson went outside to supervise. Steve moved the Bridge into position. "We can all check it out in person when we go on bedtime walks," he told them. "And I will want to move it to rake up leaves and straw before putting it in its final spot. But it looks magical with the setting sun hitting it. Good job, team!"

Everypup wagged and maneuvered to get another glimpse. Suddenly WD stopped and turned to look at Sachi. Then every one did. "Brother," she commanded, "NO peeing or marking on the Bridge, right?" She stared at him as he nervously looked around the room. "Right?" He blushed. "Right?" With a huge sigh he breathed out..."right."