Five beautiful dogs have entered my life. And I have entered theirs. Yesterday, as I drove to Cambridge to see them and get better acquainted, I was quite surprised by my emotions.
I thought I would be giddy. But it was a deep sense of responsibility that I felt. A kind of heaviness, the likes of which I haven't experienced since the early days of my first pregnancy, when I realized a new life would depend on me for everything.
Except this is different. I am not alone in caring for these beautiful creatures. There's Chris and Claire. And yet, I brought them into this new landscape. I am responsible for them moving away from the home they know best, from the man and woman who've cared for their every need season after season. And I am the one who must lead them in our adventure together these next few months. I owe them so much.
Do I deserve their trust?
All I can say is I already adore them. Each with his or her own personality. They are each so different and so compelling. I wish I could do a mind-meld with each one, like Mr. Spock from Star Trek. I know I will learn so much from their body language, the way they hold their tails, their ears, their heads. I know I will be seeing a good deal of them from behind.
But this week, I just want to see them. Touch them. Feed them. Give them water. Keep their new homes clean. Walk with them.
And love them.
These are some photos I took as I visited with each one in the quiet of the dog yard, as temperatures began to cool off and a breeze picked up among the trees. Those few hours were contemplative, beautiful, and lovely . . .
|Expressive Lydia "Lids"|
|Darling Elias, who has one brown eye and one blue eye|
|Big, sweet boy Colt|
|Gorgeous Greyling, my quiet girl|
|The divinely confident Penya, who is a born leader|
And these are some photos Claire took of me when I first met these amazing creatures . . . she truly captured the great joy that accompanied my great feeling of responsibility. Thank you, Claire!