Since returning from the Middle East I've had difficulty communicating with our puppy Sophie. She has been persistent in trying to get me to do something--but it's taken me all week to realize that it's not a walk or playing in the grass or food that she wants in the morning. Instead, she wants to swing. For the last three mornings I have followed her lead and lifted her up to the swing, where she snuggles next to me as I drink a cup of morning coffee. The original owners, who named the dog, knew what they were doing!
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