There is NEVER a dull moment in my life–not with this little senior dog around, uh uh. NEVER!
She will get a bath and a haircut today after I get back home from getting my hair washed and retwisted. It’s going to be a long day, beautiful people.
Happy Saturday!
The Little Monster commandeered my chair and fell into a deep slumber.
She’s a sweet girl; keeps me laughing and keeps me on my toes.
She is the most loyal being I’ve ever come across and only barks when she’s protecting me or our space.
She lives to love me and I live to love and take care of her.
I think about if we all had the ability to love like many animals love us and we actually displayed this love regularly how peaceful this world could, would be.
If only . . .
my neighbor has thunder
in her heels.
she storms down our
hallway, but at an
easy-going pace.
I smile–say, “Hey, there!”
in my slight Southern drawl.
she smiles–returns the
greeting.
on our end of the hall,
there are four doors.
I catch her mostly, turning
the corner like her life
depends on the next step.
she’s a fortress … looks
down at Jernee and gushes.
I pull her leash tighter in my
hand, keep her close to me.
we pass her often–
in a hurry to slide through
our door.
I hear her say under her breath,
but loud enough to get
my attention–“Have a good night.”
I respond, “You as well.”
the storm disappears with her.
her door closes and I think,
“I didn’t introduce myself yet
again.”
maybe tomorrow.
A Cornered Gurl 
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