I’ve been spending a lot of time at my desk (at work) working diligently on legal documents, but many times lately the work does not take my entire capcity of brain space, merely a presence of being and an attention to some level of detail. This leave a portion of my brain, I believe the right-side, to be involved in interesting thought development about the logistics of life and knitting. I have been thinking a lot about my dogs as well, probably because I miss them and I believe they miss me as I’ve been working so much overtime. I dwell on my knitting, how many rows can I get in tonight? If I did “ssk” instead of “k2tog” would it result in a better looking leaf? and other things along this same vein of conscious thought.
In the last few weeks we’ve determined the following: 1) Abner will always be sweet, pure sweet, there is a most endearing quality about his character. You know you can always depend on him to confort you when you need it and to love you unconditionally.
2) Django on the other hand can be sweet. But he is quite the character. The moment you walk home, he’s leaping for joy that you’ve at least returned to him. If you are late coming home, he holds a vigil at the front window peering out waiting your arrival. Always the comic, he smiles and talks to you to let you know his thoughts on life.
But yet somewhere behind that funny face, there is lurking a bully, an always vigilant wolf watching the horizon on the look out for his next dinner. We were playing in the backyard last weekend, and we watched our Django drink from the water bucket, he drank very daintly as we observed he constantly had his eyes on the world around him, waiting to see what might sneak up on him at a vulnerable moment. He is our little wolf.
Okay, he’s not evil, but he sure is funny!