Mari, if you were here right now, you’d be going nuts. There’s a squirrel in our neighbor’s gutter digging in the snow, and I have a perfect view. You’d want to GO OUT NOW because there’s a creature outside and you’d have to investigate. Is it an intruder? Food? A playmate?
One of the most amazing things about you, Mari, is your focus. If you see a squirrel, nothing will distract you. Okay, maybe food, but as soon as that was over, you’d be back, staring, pawing at the window, watching, and of course commenting through whines, growls, and short barks. It’s funny that when we first adopted you, you didn’t make a sound. We thought you couldn’t. You’re not big on barking except of course when someone comes up the front steps, and then you put on your big dog bark, but you make all sorts of other sighs, moans, huffs, grumbles, and groans, each one clearly telling us something. You always know what you want, and you figured out ways to tell us.
It’s Valentine’s Day, pup, a totally human holiday that makes no sense except you’d get extra squishings and some special treat, so that makes it a dog holiday, too. Hope you find a treat you can relish, and your family and your army are sending you psychic squishings until you go “nnngh… nnnngh… pffft!” and stalk off and chomp on a stick. It’s warmer today, and we’ll have a few more warm days this week. That’s A Good Thing, and I hope it brings us closer to you.
Love you, good girl. And Happy Valentine’s Day to your dedicated army who’ve been so amazingly selfless and supportive for all these weeks of trying to bring you home.