It doesn’t matter if you’re black or white
A shout out to the late King of Pop in the form of two cute pooches.
This is Hannah. Hannah is my mom’s dog. She is a white German Shepherd – yes, a rare breed indeed with a fantastic coat of snow white fur (yet not recognized by the AKC… boo).
On Sunday, Andy got to have a play date with Ms. Hannah. Hannah’s bright white next to Andy’s slick black is always a fun combo to eyeball, especially on a sunny late summer day.
Their individual ball catching strategy is slightly different. Hannah stays up front and waits for the short balls (she’s like a short stop) while Andy bolts to the outfield and waits for the fly.
Andy is quite a bit faster than Hannah so more often than not, he got the ball.
And then after playtime, both pooches retreated into the house and got to sack out on their respective furniture.
Andy positioned himself quite uncomfortably to leave a void so that I could curl up with him in the chair. When I did, he passed out like a little baby. No wonder I miss them when they leave!
…which reminds me of that scene from Mary Poppins, where Michael and Jane ask her if she will miss them. She asks them well, what would happen to her if she missed all the children that she nannied?
Screw that – Mary Poppins I am not (Practically Perfect in Every Way? *chuckle) – I miss the pups!
