Lauren called me yesterday morning. It was 7:23 AM. “Did I wake you up?” she said.
“No, I was awake,” I said, not sure if it was the truth.
“Do you have much going today?” she said.
“I have a few things to do,” I said vaguely, thinking about my morning walk, some reading homework, a trip to the grocery store, and my self-imposed A-Z blogging challenge. “Why?”
“I was wondering if you would come pick up Boozie.”
Boozie is a Shih Tzu-Cocker Spaniel mix and such a good boy. He loves to come to our house. We have a doggy door here and a yard, and he loves to fetch sticks. At our house he can run full speed, his entire little body stretched horizontal as he literally flies back and forth around the side of the house and across the back yard and up onto the deck where he crashes through our back door doggy door and down the hallway through the laundry room and around the corner back to the living room where he takes one last flying leap onto the floral ottoman and comes to an exhausted halt. We love to have Boozie over for the sheer entertainment. “Sure,” I said, “but not until later this afternoon.”
“No, Mom, I want you to come over right now,” she said dripping with sarcasm. I must have been asleep because I don’t remember anything else from our conversation.
By 2:00, I had accomplished all but the groceries, plus read a few other blogs. Julie Krupp at Enhanced Perspective wrote about how “dogs and dog owners were missing that magical moment when you greet each other after work, yoga, errands, etc.” and how “people and dogs are not getting the boost of positive endorphins that this ritual used to supply at least once a day.” In the post, Julie provides “Ways to Recreate the ‘Return Home Ritual’ While Sheltering in Place.” If you have a dog, check it out.
After my grocery pick-up, I drove a few more miles to Lauren’s apartment for the curbside Boozer pick-up. I called Lauren, and she brought him to my Mazda CX-5 on a leash. Boozie’s little tail wagged like mad, and he bucked like a bronco. My laugh was real. I felt the endorphin boost. And when we wound our way through Houston back to my neighborhood and turned on to my street, Boozie actually sang a song. I sang right along with him, and we shared a perfect moment.
Faith + Gratitude = Peace + Hope 
He looks a real charmer
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You have him pegged, Sheree. There’s not a mean bone in his body, just a wicked sense of humor.
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This post made me smile.
Enjoy Boozie!
Love, light, and glitter
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Good! He’s the sweetest!
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Big smile for you and Boozer.
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Boozer and I are smiling back.
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Boozer is ADORABLE! I actually gasped at how cute he is when I opened your blog page.
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Oh my goodness! Isn’t he? I have mad love for him and those deep brown eyes.
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Love this. And Boozer is such a cutie! We have a ball watching our dog and cat’s shenanigans around here. They are so entertaining. I’m so glad to have them.
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Thank you so much, Rhonda. Entertaining not to mention the unconditional love. ❤️
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Wonderful!
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Thank you! Thank you! So much love for the Boo.
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I loved the picture of boozer racing around so happy.
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I want to say he is six, maybe seven, but he still has so much energy. And he spreads the joy.
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What a cutie!! Enjoy your time together!
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Definitely! The grand-dog situation is perfect for us.
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Great name for a dog! I sometimes doggysit for my daughters here in Ohio, but it will be awhile before I see Piper and Sadie.
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Thank you! He’s so sweet and full of personality. I hope you and yours are well!
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