21 days

Well, good intentions don't always turn out so well. I have blogged many times over the past 21 days, but only in my head. While lying in bed, trying to go back to sleep. I guess my age has caught up with me, and I have had sleep issues that have gotten much worse lately. I have often considered just getting up and doing something, but darn - its COLD at 2:00.

So while I'm procrastinating a walk to the mailbox (I did get my sales tax form done yesterday) I'll add a quick post. It's snowing, and about 9 degrees.

One of the big events recently was Dolly making it into the 'Happy Tails' book - 'Lost Souls: Found'. It turned out well. She got a prime placement right in the middle of the book. I opened it to her page the first time I picked it up. The other dogs stories are sweet, some poignant, some sad. Of course I'm as biased as a parent would be, but I am proud of the fact that Dolly's story is real. That she is at home in both place and role - as a dog. While she continues to root her cold wet nose into our hearts, and is securely established as a member of the family, she remains -by her preference - to be a dog. She prefers to lie on the little hill by the garage watching over her domain -when the weather allows - over any housebound activity. Her favorite time of day is chore time. And, the barn cats, squirrels, and birds are fun, but the sheep are still what holds her eye. And thats the way it should be.

Dolly is restless again this morning. The cold and snow has shortened her ventures outside. So instead, she is pacing the floor and wanting me to play, bringing her toys to lay at my feet and crunching her water bottle, while watching the squirrel outside the sun room window.

I should follow her example, and be just a little bit more like a Border Collie. And go do SOMETHING.