My friend Charlie

I will never own a dog but I don’t mind borrowing other people’s dogs from time to time, mostly for short durations. This is Charlie. She is a girl. She is a puppy and I’m not sure if she is full grown yet or not but she is a small dog. She decided that when I was sitting in a certain place on the Group Home Couch, she liked to jump up and hang out with me.

She has toys. I found out that each of these toys play different games. Hedgie plays Fetch. Charlie allows a person to pull Hedgie out of her mouth and throw him across the room so she can fetch him. Lambie has two games up her sleeve. She either plays Tug of War or makes Charlie shake her head around wildly so she can knock anything within reach (aka meeeee) senseless.

I got up from the table yesterday and almost went flying. I had spied *something* out of the corner of my eye. I knew that Charlie was outside with her people but I had this split-second of absolute terrification that I was going to step on her. What I actually *did* step on was Hedgie, which is what I had actually spied out of the corner of my eye. I quickly regained my balance and all was well.

After playing with Hedgie or Lambie in my lap for a few minutes, Charlie usually settled down and went to sleep.

The end.

2 Responses to “My friend Charlie”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I doubt that I’ll ever get my own dog(too needy and too much work), but I enjoy other people’s. That is an adorable dog!

  2. Paulette Attie Says:

    Our Charlie and I love your Ode to Charlie. She is a sweet dog.