As I write this, a week before it’s scheduled to be published, I’m going through withdrawals. Teddy went home this morning after a two-week stay with me and the house is too quiet. It’s helping that I have a full day, but I’m thinking tonight will be another thing.
Teddy looks, and acts like a puppy, but he will be eleven in October. He’s spaniel and poodle so doesn’t shed and doesn’t mat. And, soft and cuddly and just well ‘perfect’. In the two weeks he’s been here he’s made a home where he patrols and is intimately familiar with every square inch of yard. Yesterday I went to the neighborhood monthly coffee. Coming home as I got closer to the house I could hear him crying, actually howling. This was a first, and was heartbreaking to hear.
He’s one of those dogs that is HAPPY in capital !!! letters. I’ve learned a lot from the dogs in my life and Teddy is adding another level. This time in the pure JOY category.