I wasn’t quite sure what was happening. All I know is that when Steve and Hoppi went someplace for a few days or more, they always left me at my favorite little yellow building. Aunt Karen and Aunt Erin (and their human friends) always watched out for me. And there were my pup buds! We ran, play bowed, rested, and played some more. My favorite thing to do. Then I would sleep during afternoon naptime and later at night. The next day…we’d do it all again. WOOF!
But this time was different. You might remember I woofed about tweaking my fixed leg. Well that must have been the reason. But what do I know. I’m just a dog. Anyway, Steve and Hoppi dropped me at a place where two nice humans live. I heard them talk about my leg, what I ate, and how I snored (did they really have to mention that?). Then Steve and Hoppi left me there. I was confused.
Where’d they go?
A few days later. I was still with the nice humans. But no Steve and Hoppi. Was this my new home? Would I see them again? What about the beach in the morning? Where were Bookers, Baby, Tater Tot, and Latke?
I was well-cared for but what happened? The nice humans took photos of me each night. Maybe they were sending them to Steve and Hoppi. I hoped so. But…where’d they go?
Then one day I heard the voice—that voice—at the front door of where I’d been staying.
“Where’s Roxie? Where’s my Roxie?”
It was my person! I ran to him and nose nuzzled him again and again. And there was Hoppi, too. They were back. They were back. I didn’t care anymore where they’d been.
They were back!
WOOF! WOOF! WOOF!
[And a big thank you to the Margaret and Larry for their kindness. And Zoe, too!]
Thanks for coming back to my blog. You make me happier than biscuits!
My book, Roxie Looks for Purpose Beyond the Biscuit, is still available. I share stories and lessons about friends, family, and fun. And I speak about purpose as well. (Steve says for dogs we might just want to call it “furpose.” He makes words up, I think.) The book holds a biscuit or two for you or for a friend!
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