“When the man walked up he said, ‘What is Wild Dog doing here?’ And the Woman said, ‘His name is not Wild Dog any more, but the First Friend, because he will be our friend for always and always and always.” — Barbara Kingsolver.
I knew it had gotten too quiet. — Photo by Pat Bean
It’s morning. My coffee is brewing. I am sitting at my computer checking email while waiting for it to be ready. It is quiet. I look down.
The scene is easily described in two words: New Puppy.
And now you know why I renamed him Scamp.
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Pat Bean is a retired journalist who lives in Tucson. She is a wondering-wanderer, avid reader, Lonely Planet Community Pathfinder, Story Circle Network board member, author of Travels with Maggie available on Amazon, enthusiastic birder and is always searching for life’s silver lining. She can be reached at patbean@msn.com
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A picture is worth a thousand words, my adaptation of your title. Great post! (Linda Hoye sent me here, Pat.)
With us, it would be the cat(s), but the result would be the same. I LOVE that innocent look on Scamp’s face. Adorable!
🙂