The Homecoming

Last night Gigi and I came home around midnight. All the dogs were “off duty” and sound asleep.

Haley heard some commotion and came to the back door, blinking her sleepy eyes to focus, when she realized it was me.

Haley always has had a weak bladder when it comes to excitement. Last night she screamed when she saw me, sat on my right shoe, peed and wiggled with happiness.

I must be a dog lover because my first thought was, “Ain’t that cute?”

Pee cleans up. A wet shoe was evidence of a warm homecoming.


Anonymous said...

That sounds more tolerable than when my cat leaves me a furball in the exact location where my feet hit the floor as I get out of bed! You definitely have to have lots of patience and tolerance to be a pet lover.