30 January 2013

I have made room for the dog on my chair again. This time she waited while I cleared the books and hopped right up there. She is trying to have a little nap. She's a noisy breather.

This morning we went for a walk. "Ready?" I asked her as we stood at the door having seen my mom out, and she barked her assent. I have been trying to watch my tone of voice with her, to always sound warm, gently enthusiastic and refer to her by terms of endearment. She is very sensitive.

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