Edie and Doc

Edie and I went to Denver to visit my sister and her family last week.  We had a great time! But there weren't just people to see. There was a dog.  I am an admitted recovered dog-addict, and am frequently pretty unimpressed with the creatures these days as I live in a neighborhood where dogs out number humans at least 3:1.  But Doc and Edie's bond deserved its own post.  These two were absolutely in love, and Doc was the most playful, gentle, and happy companion she's ever had the pleasure to encounter.  Whereas at home, our wimpy poodles run from Edie's love, Doc could handle anything.  She ran at him at full speed, screaming "DOOOOOOC!!!", with clenched teeth and flailing hands, and Doc would wag his tail, roll over, and show his belly.  Now that's a Good Dog (Billy and Sugar, those darting glances are for you).