12:07 AM
By MissMeliss. Filed in Dogs, Rescue |
t’s a cool, but not cold, Tuesday night, and I’m not feeling entirely like a zombie for the first time in a week. Instead, I feel a bit disconnected. Also I’m hungry.
While it would be easy to trot out to the kitchen and get some salad to munch on while sitting in front of the LCD TV that I STILL can’t reliably make talk to the DVD player, I’m really comfortable in my cushy bed, surrounded by sleepy dogs, with my trusty, happy, red laptop.
Plus, if I go out of this room, Charlotte, our current foster dog, will wake up, and beat her tail against the crate bars and look at me with her wolfy white-blue eyes, and beg for attention, and once I’m finally back in this room, whether or not I actually give her said attention, she’ll start wailing until I go back out there and take her into the backyard where she will proceed to do absolutely nothing.
Don’t get me wrong. She’s a great dog.
I just haven’t learned her language yet.
I do know that she’s calm and laid back, and even though she’s bigger than Maximus the Monster Pup, she feels smaller because she’s so quiet. Serene either.
I feel bad for her though. Her teats are still swollen with milk, and it’s GOT to be uncomfortable. I think she misses her puppies, too.
Poor Charlotte.
But speaking of Max…we recently bought what I think will be our – his – last bag of puppy food. He’ll be a year old in a few weeks.
Our little puppy, who in February couldn’t even climb the stairs, is almost all grown up.
Wow.
