“Dog is docile, and then forgets. Dog promises then forgets. Voices call him. Wolf faces appear in dreams. He finds himself running over incredible lush or barren stretches of land, nothing any of us has ever seen . . . Dog promises and then forgets, blame him not. The tooth glitters in the ridged mouth. The fur lifts along the spine. He lifts a leg and sprays a radiant mist over a stone, or a dead toad, or somebody’s hat. He understands what is wanted; and tries, and tries again, and it good for a long time, and then forgets.”
— From “Dog Songs” by Mary Oliver
When I showed this photo to Ellen, she said, “It looks like an engagement photo! What would you say if I decided to marry Theo?”
Too bad he can’t travel to France with us!
He arrived just exactly when we needed him.
And we didn’t know how much we needed him; but we did.
When I went in to close the windows in the middle of the night, because it started to rain, I saw three girls and one dog all asleep on the bed together! Theo is the odd man out.
Theo boy is living a dog’s life over here. And growing so fast! He has tripled in size since we brought him home two months ago. The girls have been diligently training, walking, washing, brushing, giving swimming lessons . . . and generally taking Theo out to explore the world. I know I’ve said this before, probably a dozen times, but I just love to watch them nurture their pup.