The Boy arrived home from Outdoor Ed on Friday
afternoon. I’d had our new puppy, Barklay, home for just twenty-four hours.
When The Boy first met Barklay, he thought we must be dog sitting (because we
do that so often… NOT). When I told The Boy that Barklay was ours, his face lit
up. I have now witnessed love at first sight.
Not sure how we happened upon such a wonderful, easy-going
dog. At only three months of age, Barklay already loves to play fetch. He’s not
a messy eater or drinker. Although he doesn’t love his crate, he goes in
without a fuss. He sleeps all night long. Of course, we’re having potty
training issues; I expected that but we’re only working on seventy-two hours
with this wee boy. It will happen.
What’s amazing is that The Captain has yet to meet
our newest cRitter -- and it’s killing him. He keeps texting me requesting more
photos. I’ve sent him so many pics, and videos too, of us playing fetch and
cuddling. The Captain found Barklay in the first place and is our resident dog
whisperer. He tried to come home twice but didn’t make it. Those pesky ships
keep coming into the bay needing assistance. He’ll just have to race home on
Tuesday.
I’m so glad to have a doggie in our house again.
We’ve missed our Maggie so much. However, our geriatric felines are not so
thrilled. Both Bart and Lisa have taken pot shots at Barklay. In fact, Bart has
abandoned us for his other family altogether (again). He stayed home and slept
with me, like usual, the first night but not since. I haven’t even seen him. L Of course, the weather has been really nice lately.
We’ll see what happens when it gets colder. Lisa, on the other hand sticks
around the house, coming inside occasionally for short periods but I have to
watch both dog, who wants to play, and cat, who wants to kill. Lisa continues
to come home each night in time to crawl in bed with The Boy as she’s done for
years.
I’m so happy to have a full set of domesticated
livestock again. We can’t wait for all those firsts: first swim, first camping
trip, first time at the beach. Many good times ahead! And, eventually,
hopefully, peace. J
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