July 9, 2007

White Dog was on the couch waiting to greet Steve when he came home from work, just like always. But he paused on the way in to pick up a delivered box and as he entered he announced that it was from the pet supply company where we order treats. White Dog flew to where he stood and jumping up, made it clear that opening the parcel immediately was a huge priority. She waited long enough for Steve to set his briefcase down and to get out the package knife before pushing her nose into the unpacking process. As each treat was unboxed, White Dog thoroughly sniffed the package. When the box was empty and all the packages sat upon the table, White Dog politely sat and waited for "tasting" samples. After that she greeted Steve effusively.