White Dog left my side in the office to check up on the rest of the White Dog Army. She does that regularly, just to make sure she has a handle on what is happening. I appreciate her supervision and am so confident in her surveying that I keep working unless she comes to me with a problem. Often she completes her tour and returns to her spot without my really even noticing.
I looked to my left a bit later to see a white form next to me with her head at my feet with Bella napping quietly behind her. I smiled at my two constant girls.
On my right I felt a gentle tap and looked over to see White Dog. She was asking for attention and wanted to join me.
"Well, who is in your usual spot?" I asked her. I reached down to stroke the thick white furs and Opal shot up, startled. She looked at me. "Sparkling Girl, this is a very nice surprise! Resting so close AND letting me pet you, that took a lot of courage." She smiled and wagged but the moment was broken.
She got up and moved to a spot in the hallway where she typically rests--watching me from a more cautious distance.
White Dog moved to her spot next to me. "How about that?" I said to the Little White Dog of My Heart. "Thank you for being patient and understanding. Opal was following your example--and--Bella's because she knew your resting choice would be safe and full of love."
For just a minute before resuming work, I paused to smile at this special moment of progress.