Puppy Love

Steve left for a legislative conference in Juneau on Sunday, but before he took off we indulged in some sun time. We walked along the beach down by the pier and as we meandered through the snowy streets we were adopted by this precious doggie.

He found us as we approached the pier, looked at the boats with us, barked at the seagulls and, like us, cocked his head at the enormous star fish in the water. By the time we arrived at the park, Steve was ready to have some fun with our new friend.

This handsome boy chewed our Frisbee to bits and then jumped for, ran toward and caught every snowball we tossed in his direction. We quickly fell in puppy-love. When it came time for us to head home were happy to have him stay by our side. But the he knew the fun was over and few feet from our front door, with a wag of his fickle tail, he ditched us to chase several cats under our neighbor’s stairs. Andrew said it was the best walk he had ever had and for a brief moment we all had dog owner envy…a very brief moment.

Steve flew out on the 3:30 flight and Andrew and I consoled our grief by making chocolate chip, peanut-butter, coconut cookies with lots of red, blue and green food coloring.

That evening we were invited to a friends house for dinner, John and Rosemary Murrey’s home. (He is the blackbelt in Karate and did the sound for Canterbury Tales.) We shared a meal with Moto and Josh from Japan, and their host family Pete and Rory Schneeburger. It was a yummy dinner and lovely evening, but Steve was greatly missed.