Firstly, thank you all for all your kind comments on the last post and the decorations.
Secondly, I have just finished reading Wolf Hall And Bring Up The Bodies, both by Hillary Mantle and both about Henry the 8th and Thomas Cromwell so I am in a very" firstly" frame of mind.
But I digress. I know it's the holidays and I should be decking the halls...
I just wanted to take a moment and sing the praises of the Lab.
Not only has she opened up her home and her dog bed to the kittens, she has appointed herself their legal guardian.
Last night all 3 of them were cavorting about in the yard while I cooked dinned. I keep the screen door propped open and the main door ajar so everyone can rush in and out willy nilly.
Suddenly both Nika and Lucy were running from room to room, coming into to talk to me in the kitchen,then running outside again.
I realized Gus, Mr. Hollywood,was missing from the pack. After I searched the ( v.small) yard with a flashlight I came back inside to continue dinner. But not the Lab.
Even though I was cooking BEEF, she stood side by side with Lucy, scanning the street, waiting for the prodigal son to come sauntering home.
And return he did, maybe 30 minutes later. Dirty and demanding dinner, totally unapologetic.
Nika got fed first.
She's our heroine.
What a big, beautiful, well trained (unless there's a rabbit or SQ about) dog.
( Now,we return to our regularly scheduled Christmas program )