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It’s been a looooong election season. Perhaps now we can move beyond our (ostensible) differences to our similarities. And almost everyone I know finds dogs verrry easy to love. So I offer you this: my two dogs — Pascal (foreground) and Hugo (ears & butt in background) welcoming their dad home.
We took off this past weekend to visit family in Texas. The dogs were sure, as we dropped them off to board at the vet’s, that we had abandoned them. I fully expected to hear Pascal’s aaar aaar aaarrooooo yodeling behind us.
When we returned, there was much prancing and leaping and dancing and tail-less butt wiggling (Frenchies are born w/out tails, and w/ those huge bat ears; no surgery required!). And MUCH following of Mom & Dad through the house. But especially their favourite, DAD! Giver of treats, insister on walks (even when I have absolutely nooo interest), and general wonderful dog-dad. Hence the lapful of dogs, with poor Glen totally overwhelmed by his admirers.
So this is just lagniappe: a gift of a smile after the summer (and for many Americans, the election) of our discontent. I offer you a picture of unconditional love — canine, and given primarily to the dog-dad of the universe, but still worth sharing. Enjoy ~
