Part Ten--Confessions of an Almost Dog Lover

It's quiet around here, a little too quiet...actually alot too quiet. But it is all good. Mostly all good. Sorta good. A little bit good.

Ok. I miss that dog.

Maddie has a new home and a new mommy.

And a doggie sister.

Human mommies are good. Doggie sisters are good. Forever homes are best.

And she gets to live inside. Which may not be too big of a deal right now when it is nice outdoors but when fall comes and the  frost is on the pumpkin, Maddie needs to be an indoor kind of dog. She wasn't bred for living in the elements. She was born to spend her days inside, following her human mommy around, jumping on her lap and protecting everyone from dust bunnies. (she did a good job; no one was killed or injured by a dust bunny during her sojourn here)

I would tell you all the good things about not having a dog living in the house but I kinda can't think of any right now.  

Her new human mommy loves her to distraction and that makes me happy. And Maddie is happy and content and doing well.

I like to think that in a tiny little corner of her itty-bitty little canine heart, she remembers me and our days together. And how she almost made me a dog lover. Maybe not a lover of every dog or even of dogs in general but most certainly a lover of a particular little dog we called Maddie.