We awoke early to finish packing so we could get on the road. I was finishing packing up the coolers, as MyHoney was dutifully staying clear by busying himself on the computer. I have been going to camp all my life, and have done this trip solo most of my adult life. As much as I love "help", sometimes "helping me pack" is actually staying the hell out of my way, and MyHoney does that soooo very well.
Her face expressed deep concern. Her little body sat perfectly still, her front paws tapped anxiously at the carpet softly. I realized my little puppy clown, was actually reassuring me. I wiped my eyes and smiled at her.... her eyes sparkled back... "OH good! You are ok!" she flashed her smile and softly beat her tail on the carpet... Wag-wag. Wag-wag. She continued to look at me, accessing my emotions and well being. Even after hearing the screen door slap indicating that MyHoney was coming up the stairs. Finally, breaking her stare, she walked over and leaned against my leg.
I slipped the little pine box and paw print in my back pack. C'mon Lexi - Load Up, Little Pup! We're going to Camp! A few spins, tail chases and zoomies later... we were loaded up and on our way.
Paradise is Here, Paradise is Now.... Paradise is reassurance from a friend.