My Three C's

I have been thinking about my dogs. I have new insight now that they are dealing with the cats. It has really brought their personalities out, and helped clarify not only who they are, but the roles they play in my life.

In the order they came into my life:

Kate. Dear, sweet Kate. Caring. Plain and simple. Or perhaps very complex. Kate cares with every fiber in her body. Kate showed her colors the day I brought puppy Nugget home. Her intense ritual behaviors calmed. She adored "her" puppy.

Nugget. My protector. Compassionate. Almost to a fault. I often wish he had an "off" switch.  But he is who he is. Anyone, or anything, that needs protecting is where he can be found. He is a bit of a wuss. No big strong macho guy here. His heart is bigger than anyone I know. From rearing pups to rearing me...he is one of a kind.

And then there is Ginger. The pick puppy. Celebration. Her life is a happy, cheerful party. My life is one of delight as I wake each morning to converse with her cute face. She cocks her head left and right as if in full understanding of any conversation I may start with her. She is cute, calming, and a comedienne.  She is as coy as they come...or wants me to think that to be true.

 

 

 My life is forever changed by these silly clowns. The lessons I have learned. The people that have come into my life. Few things have impacted me as much. I look forward to my future and all that it may hold.

 

My greatest gift has been Ginger's other Mom, my voice of reason and of sanity. I don't let many into my inner sanctum. She holds that key. Thanks, Simon (and Matt), for introducing her to me, and for sharing her.