Day 42 | A tired dog is a good dog, unless you're Lacy. Then you're good all the time.

Patience.
Tolerance.
Jovial Heart.


Lacy, on the couch, after a long run at the park.


Charm, left side, left leg slowly inching.

Day 42... close the gap, kindle the canine bond between two females, one we can only try to understand through a human lens.

A deep sigh, Lacy always knows when I am talking abut her, writing about her, or even, well, thinking about her!

Last weekend, Lacy had 2 wonderful humans foster her for a few days—THANK YOU Sharon & Barb! :) Here's Lacy, totally cool & acclimated on the first day she was there, hanging out with her new buddies. I was so proud of her.


She truly is a gentle giant, happy as a clam to be lounging with the family or resting quietly on her bed (or, the couch!). She did ask first, before she snuggles up on the couch. Lacy is a quick learner, we now keep our bedroom door open and we haven't seen any bed-hopping since the first time when set the boundary.