Charlie Brown, Lucy, and Linus at sunrise
To my dear pack-mates Lucy, Linus, and Charlie Brown on Valentines Day,
- That you are ecstatic when I come home
- That you are so happy to see me that you like to rub your blondeness against my black pant legs
- That you use me for a pillow and keep me warm when you snuggle
- That you use my pillow when I’m not home
- That you are excited to see me each morning
- That you are so excited to see me each morning that you begin to chirp at 4:30 a.m.
- That you are up for any adventure
- That you think when I have to go to the bathroom is an adventure
- That you are always by my side
- That you lie down in obstacle course formation on the kitchen floor when I am cooking
- That you help with the dishes and vacuuming
- That occasionally you leave a mess for me to clean
- That you love me, always
I love my Lucy
I love my Linus
I love my Charlie Brown
Happy Valentines Day!
Charlie Brown attempting theft of sandwich.
Charlie Brown is a “foster fail.” From our first meeting, when he was a puppy just off his long journey on the transport truck, he wouldn’t stop wagging. He bonded quickly with our other two dogs and he snuggled so sweetly that we couldn’t imagine him anywhere else. Early on, we nicknamed him “Stubbs” because he has short legs and is the smallest dog in our house. All he wanted was to be big. And maybe whatever food was on the counter.
He’s also known as The Chief Instigator. He’s the one who initiates dog tag in the yard. Sometimes he starts this game in the house. While he hears “Charlie NO!” often, his thought bubble reads “Charlie Yesss.”
This week’s post features my own Charlie Brown, who joined our family last fall. We were told he is a Labrador-Spaniel mix. We adopted Charlie from Golden Huggs Rescue after we were his foster family for a very short period. We live in Fayston, Vermont.