You would think we would be used to this by now but we just aren’t. The baby of our family has returned to college after a nice long Christmas break. I love to know that she is safe and sound each night, asleep in her bedroom upstairs. (Although, I have to admit, we sometimes disagree about how LONNNNGGGG she sleeps!)
As much as her Dad and I miss her each time she leaves there is one family member who actually GRIEVES. She mopes around for days unable to accept her loss. She sits outside our daughters bedroom door, waiting for her to return. If I should happen to turn a light on upstairs, she goes blasting up the steps two at a time to seek her Mama.
Her name is Lucy.
Lucy was a gift that Julianna gave to herself. I mentioned a few posts back that my Dad died just after Thanksgiving 6 years ago. My Mom gave a small financial gift to each Grandchild in his memory. Julianna spent every cent of her money to buy Lucy. She is a MaltiPom mix. She is a great dog and has been practically perfect since she was a puppy. Sweet, obedient, non-shedding and potty trained in a few weeks.
Lucy truly has few vices.
When Julianna is home, Lucy does not leave her side and literally burrows under the covers to sleep at her feet each night. She is also quite happy to stay sleeping with Julianna as morning becomes afternoon. They are a great match!!
Since Julianna packed up and headed south a few days ago, Miss Lucy has not given up hope that she will soon return. My hearts goes out to her as she waits patiently here on the steps. I keep telling her that Julianna loves her, has not forgotten her and will soon return but she is not satisfied. She just keeps waiting and pouting.
I am trying to avoid it but I think it is inevitable that sooner or later I will have a fat white puppy sleeping at the foot of my bed next to my feet.
I hope my honey doesn’t get jealous but honestly, sometimes it does those men good to have a little competition, of the canine kind anyway!!