This Is Not My Dog…Most Times
One year ago this week, my beloved hound dog Peanut died. My family immediately thought I would grieve over her until I had a new dog. Well, I still grieve for my animal friend. But I remembered today I had not put a photo of the dog my family thought they would adopt as her replacement. This is Harmony, and she has a story.
She also has the ’shiney eyes’ because no matter how I turned the camera- her head followed.
The family all thought Harmony would take-up with me and be a companion. After all, Lilly, our lab-border collie mix was always considered my wife’s dog. Now, my wife has two dogs. One sits in her lap, the other at her feet.
It is not that Harmony has a dislike for me..after all she likes to snuggle beneath the blankets with me on cold nights, as long as my wife is not there. And she chooses to be close to me. When my wife is not there.
I give her plenty of scritches on her little noggin, and treats, and affection. But…
Harmony shows us that no matter how hard we try….nature sometimes has a mind of its own. One of my friends quipped that Harmony is just a good judge of character.
