Last night we saw summer's first fireflies come out. There were only a couple of twinkles in the yard but it was there - proof positive of summer. I was walking barefoot through the soft, wet grass and Vegas dawdled around every bush, every leaf, every twig as if it was a brand new discovery.
"Did you see this rock?!? Wait, wait - what about this one - holy cow!! (It's a rock bed). I am watching the fireflies and she pads over behind me, nose pointed down and nudges my hand with the top of her head.
I ruffle her ear and she's off. Sweet girl, sweet summer night.
Once upon a time I found a dog, a dog without a person, and I whispered in her ear, "You rescue me and I will rescue you." She did. Over and over. This is our story.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
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