I was dreaming this morning of living in this big house. It had a swimming pool and I went out on this screened lanai area with the pool and there had to be a dozen dogs, of all shapes and sizes. Fritz, Shubi and Greta were there as well as all these strange dogs.
I opened the door to the outside so they could all do their business and they all bolted. Before I knew it, all but Shubi had jumped into a deep canal! Oh no!! How would the little dogs get out!
There were people there pulling out dogs and I was screaming over and over,
“Where is Greta! Where is Greta! Greta, Greta, Greta!”
And it was that moment that I felt Greta licking my face and cuddling up next to me in bed, waking me up. I don’t know if I called her name, or if she was reading my disturbed sleepy dream. Somehow, she knew and woke me from my nightmare.
A picture of Greta and me from a year ago. I love this one.
That’s a great shot! Wolf and I had a bit of a tiff last night; in his excitement to get a place close to Dad so he could have a spoon of ice cream, he nipped Max. I grabbed his collar and either he nipped at me, which I doubt, or my wrist brushed against his teeth and off he went upstairs for time out. He was upset that I was upset and that he missed out on the ice cream and was sad. So…I snuck him a spoon of it about 2 hours later. Cause I’m a bad bad person.