|Here I am in my comfortable IKEA Poäng chair, reading a book. (yep, I got another one) Suddenly Molly is approaching from her doggie bed, looking straight up to me, sitting down. My hand finds her soft fur, a soft groan escapes her and she folds herself down to the floor, rolling over. I look down and she looks up. Her soft brown eyes full of devotion. Her paw touches my wrist resting there while I caress her behind her ears. I close my hand around her soft paw. There it is - all the love one can encounter between a dog and a human. It is one of these moments I relish in life. We are a team. We share our daily lives. I feel pain when the question rises: How much longer? Molly is soon 11yrs. old. Strangers who don’t know that, are always perplexed when they learn about Molly’s age. She looks 5 or 6 – not a day more. And she seems healthy. We keep her feed rationed. She is not overweight, and we don’t buy the cheapest stuff for her. We walk with her – every day – several times. Rainy days can be a bust – but we try anyway. We would feel bad if we wouldn’t.|
Camped at the Holtville Hot Springs March 2013
Finally, we had one rainy day today. But it was warm. Warm and wet!
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