Yes, the title is referencing a Harry Potter book.
I was in the bathroom this morning getting ready for work and listening to the dogs wrestle. Sampson and Delilah are very verbal when they wrestle and if someone didn’t know better, they might think they were fighting.
Their play usually involves a lot of “Arghhhh” and growling, and this morning there was even some barking. There is also play bowing and laying on their backs, twisting with joy.
Their play doesn’t usually last very long, maybe for five or ten minutes, but the sounds of them playing fill my heart with joy. Many times when they wrestle at night Hubby and I just stop what we are doing and watch them, it is that joyful for us.
As I was applying my make-up, listening to them play I thought back to last night’s post about what a fantastic job Delilah did on her walk and how their antics had provided me with basically a year’s worth of blog material.
I thought wow, she’s doing good on her walks and decent on her recalls in the woods, what am going to be blogging about?
I heard the sound of something being ripped, and even though we buy them inexpensive toys that can be torn apart I always like to check.
Good thing.
Yup, that’s Sampson’s bed, the one he occasionally sleeps on. At one time I had two of these but you know how beds go. The dogs dig at them and eventually they wear out. I had noticed it had a small hole in it a couple of weeks ago and a bit of the stuffing had been sticking out, but I didn’t think anything of it.
Apparently Delilah had noticed it too.
I guess you’re stuck with me.
Book update: I’m still at 12,303 words.
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