This morning on our second walk before 8:00 a.m. we met a gal with a gorgeous salt and pepper and gold miniature Schnauzer. His name is Greek, as is Zoe’s.
She asked where we live and I told her and she wants to live here 2/2 with lake view.
I don’t usually like Schnauzers because their owners are standoff-ish and Germanic. I’m half German so I can say that. This gal was wonderful and the nine year-old dog great with Zoe. Zoe will be nine in January.
Zoe needs a job, besides tripping me with an armful of laundry. We’ve had a few issues of late with errant dog owners. Many years ago I worked with Greyhounds straight off the track to rehabilitate them and give them loving homes. They used to use a blind and deaf cat to “cat test” them to see if they could be in a feline-friendly family. Sadly, most were cat killers. Hey, give me an animatronic bunny to chase – I’m a sighthound and will go for it!
Zoe would be a great dog-tester for this dog-friendly community. Of course I would not like to see her mauled so leashes would be involved. But if she OK’s a dog, that dog is OK with me and should be with the lessors as well. We’ll try this test balloon (don’t say balloon or show one to Zoe or she’ll freak out – my husband has taken up balloon twisting as a hobby and her ears can’t take the endless squeaking or occasional pop) and see how it goes. Dee
p.s. Demetrius, you’ve met Zoe (Greek for life) so now come and see Odysseus. And Zoe. And Zeus. If you’re brave enough to stop by. We’re getting a true Greek community here! D
Cooking with Dee 