Winter Waning Moon of Long Nights
Final travel arrangements for Denver finished. Car. Shuttle reservation.
Business meeting this morning. Money fine. Next week for Kate planned. Looks good.
Slept badly last night, so a long and hard nap this afternoon. Got up, wrote for two hours. Worked out, watched a bit of TV. Read.
Vega and Rigel killed a rabbit and a squirrel this morning. Doggy pride in a kill matures them. Vega guarded both critters with careful attentiveness. Sitting in the path that led to the rabbit. She needed no barking or growling. Her presence was confident and brooked no intervention. This from the dog who usually occupies low spot on the canine totem pole here.
Both Vega and Rigel went round with their tails held high, a bit of a swagger. I’m a dog, yes I am, and I can’t help but being a dog. Yup Yup.
When I come upstairs after exercise, Vega rolls over and thumps her tail. She puts her paws around my neck, licks my hand and thumps her tail some more.
