Neighbors

It is very important to love thy neighbor as thyself. Above you see Hannah. She lives on the other side of the wall. Biscuit and I love her and she seems to love us back, but it’s a long-distance relationship. Hannah rolls over on her back when she sees us and we dance around her. There hasn’t been much actual contact, just extra-polite sniffing. We’re polite with her because despite her size, we believe she exudes delicate femininity…a certain reluctant”Paws off, you brutes!” Oh, well, if she won’t engage in our rambunctious tumult, we will continue to quietly admire her, especially in the cheesecake photo you see above.

For those of you who understand our type of energy, you can relate to the fact that we never give up hope that Hannah will arise from her slumbering pose, leap up, and charge through the door with abandon to chase squirrels with us or with our closest relative, Iris, and her dear friend, Vern, both of whom exhibit tendencies that more closely resemble our own. Every dog is different. We are very tolerant of differences.

It is finally snowing today and I just saw a rumbling truck on the lake path clearing away the minuscule layer of snowdust. Ha! We want the real stuff, but Patience and Prudence are our sisters, along with our elder sister, Hannah, the poseur.

Advice from Oliver: Tout vient a qui sait attendre. I never told you I also speak French. All (good) things come to those who wait.