Today was the first day back to work after Christmas vacation. The company that gives me the money to give to the dogs shuts down at Christmas and it's just like I was back in school.
Dog walks aren't done in the dark, they are accomplished in broad daylight! We don't rush the throw of the tennis ball because dinner is on the stove or there is a project plan to complete. It's done at a dog's pace.
So upon my return to the dog kennel that is my home, my mind was doing the typical ping pong of daily life,
"Did I send the email to Rick? Where's the gym bag? What did Vegas do with my lunch bag? Sadie is licking the re-fried bean can? How'd she get that? Did I take my Vitamin C? Which suitcase am I taking on Friday?"
When two of Vegas' very best friends stopped by for a visit and to meet new Sadie. Sadie promptly crawled into one sweet girl's lap and made a new friend. We discussed how Sadie is a black cat in disguise as a Black Lab (she spends her time looking for laps that are vacant and upon discovering one, places her entire body upon it and then loses all muscle control).
Vegas laid her soft head down within stroking reach and was happy. We shared a glass of wine, and a couple of I can't believe how grown up you are and I can't believe how hard it is to get back to work moments and then it was over.
These moments are my absolute favorites. The quiet luxury of good friends and sweet dogs and laughing. These moments remind me that all the noise in my head is just that, noise. The emails will go on, the project will survive, the gym bag will be found and flurry of activity will resume until the next beautiful dog or friend or both roll around to remind us to slow down.
Thank you Vegas, Sadie and the sweet Iowa friends that remind us of what is really important.
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.
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