Puppy Joy

Did you ever wish you had been born a dog?  Sometimes dogs just seem to have it made.  Their people feed them, pet them,  clean up after them and all they need to do in return is eat, sleep, bark at the mailman and be cute. 

Mindy is just such a dog.  Schultz is now the now the older, wiser, more mellow guy.  Mindy, however, is a bouncy, carefree pup.  She doesn't walk anywhere -- she runs.  Her life's goal is to have as much fun as any dog can possibly have.  She harasses Schultz to no end.  To watch him walk down the sidewalk one wonders at the patience he has with this young ball of energy.  She dances from one side of his face to the other, but he passively endures her goofiness and only occasionally let's her know "ENOUGH!"

Being a rescue, you never really know the dog's history.  Mindy was picked up as a stray in town, but it's very apparent at this point that whoever threw her away never abused her otherwise.  We're pretty certain that she's never had a hand raised to her and I think that's one the reason she's so carefree.  This dog doesn't have a worry in the world.

Yesterday she saw the vet to be spayed.  That really took the wind out of her sails.  She was so sick yesterday after her surgery.  And as she slowly walked the few steps she did she looked pathetic with her head hanging low.  Then this morning she was up and ready to be her usual self again.  You'd almost never know she had surgery yesterday.

And tonight, Daddy's girl is sleeping peacefully in Daddy's lap.  Schultz is sleeping peacefully on the floor.  And soon we'll be sleeping peacefully in bed.  Good night to all.