The House Guest
Madame is visiting for the next 12 days. Her ‘parents’ have gone on a skiing holiday and due to circumstances (ie. having two Siberian Huskies in the house would be too much for my parents to handle) t’other fella is staying down the road in the in-laws house.
Luckily my parents house isn’t strange to her, and she knows me as I was living in Waltons Mountain when my sister brought her home in a cardboard box. Otherwise I would imagine she would be fretting a lot more. I house-sat during the summer for my sister when she went on holidays and it honestly broke my heart most nights when I arrived home from work to see the two little noses stuck through the gate waiting for K and D to drive up. When they saw it was only me they lay with heads on paws - until of course they heard the rustle and clang of their food dishes. Then, oh then I was the best person in the world.
So far Cassie hasn’t shown any signs of missing anyone, every so often she keeps sniffing around looking for Bobby but for the most part she’s content to lean her chin in your lap, snuggle up against your legs and let you scritch her between the ears. I find it amazing how social she is, content to curl up on the floor so long as there is someone with her.
As badly as you feel for the lonely pup, her owners are even worse. My brother-in-law hates leaving them and true to form the holiday couple were on the phone first thing after landing to check that Cassie was ok. I’m sure that the in-laws received a similar phone call to check on Bobby.
i’m no dog (or any pet) lover but that dog is beautiful. don’t think i have ever come across anyone who owns Siberian Huskies.
Comment by bigjoe — January 5, 2007 @ 8:12 am