Henrietta whimpers. Nia sighs and slides her feet into reliable rubber boots. Thalia, Hen’s greatest ally, grabs a ball and its launcher with excitement for distraction and play. Calliope finds a compromise. “Okay… a quick trip around the yard… and a bit of toss and fetch now... Field trip after our call at eleven.”
The Midwest's shift to cooler temps has activated Henny's spark.
This dog is ready to run!
And even though it'd be easy to ignore her cries, I'm aware her energy is best channeled in positive directions. If I simply chain her, she'll likely dig, chew, or create mayhem of another kind.
When we welcomed Hen into our lives, we accepted the role of caregiver -- a role we do not take lightly.
A note from LoveLetterist:
The Midwest's shift to cooler temps has activated Henny's spark.
This dog is ready to run!
And even though it'd be easy to ignore her cries, I'm aware her energy is best channeled in positive directions. If I simply chain her, she'll likely dig, chew, or create mayhem of another kind.
When we welcomed Hen into our lives, we accepted the role of caregiver -- a role we do not take lightly.