January 20, 2013

  • I should have waited an posted the Dolly post on her 67th Birthday, which was yesterday, the 19th.

    I haven't done much the last two days. I read a book and started another. I gavce the neighbor's dogs a bath while he was at work. I spent ndless hours playing with Miss Dolly Dalrymple. A few months ago, Dolly got sick, She was paralyzed in her hind quarters by a virus. She had lost two pounds. She was just over 4 pounds and thin at a lollipop stick. Now she is well, frisky and has her weight stabilized at 6 pounds.

    Dolly likes to get under the covers and snuggle next to me at night. She hears - or sees the newspaper man when he drives up my driveway around three each morning. I think the lights of his truck penetrate through the slats of the Venetian blinds. Dolly stirs, then seems to awaken me, and then she's ready to play.