Mornings

We have always had this routine, which sometimes gets interrupted if the girls are tired or I have to rush off to a meeting.  But, most mornings, after the girls have breakfast, they find a toy and play.  Usually it is a few turns at fetch down the front hallway.

But since Sage's death, the games have become more raucous, with fetch and catch me if you can along with tug of war.  It is as if they and I need more time together, a sense that we are a team.

Yesterday I was at a meeting with about a dozen other folks for our state wildlife agency.  We hadn't seen each other in a number of months so we did the exercise where we tell something about ourselves that happened during the months.

I told them about Sage.

Murphy's Day.