7.23.2018

July 23, 2018

White Dog usually hangs back when Steve gets home so that the rest of the White Dog Army can blizzard him with welcome home love. She says, looking at my still black and blue toe, that somehow it is just safer.

Pearly waits in the chair just inside the door confident that Steve will stop as he wades through the pack to shake paws and caress ears...before the momentum of the Army carries him over to the sofa where he can be crowd cuddled.
They sit there, the WDA together with White dog at Steve's side, as Steve shifts mindsets and clears the workday from his mind. "You are a balm for the soul," he tells them.

1 comment:

Random Felines said...

what a way to come home. :) Chanel has started greeting me at the bottom of the steps at night when I get home all chirpy and full of news.