Lesson One: After just three sessions, Amos has learned how to play fetch. Mostly. Somehow, I inadvertently taught him that after bringing the ball back he should flop on his back so I can rub his belly! I cracked up when he flopped down over and over again. I just wish we were making such stellar progress with his potty training.
Lesson Two: After just twelve fires, I learned not to leave the butane fire starter tucked in among the wood. Somehow, I inadvertently tossed it in with a set of logs! All four of us (Amos, Sam, Madeleine, and I) were terribly frightened when it exploded. Fortunately, the screen that goes with the antique andirons is heavy enough that the flying debris was contained within the fireplace. I just wish I didn't have to keep learning things the hard way.
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I'm glad you remained safe during the fire and happy to think of you with your sweet dog.
Eieieieiei. Careful dear. XO
I have been a bit ridiculous about Amos. Last night, he spent the whole night sleeping with his head on my shoulder. I couldn't sleep and found his gentle snores and warm weight rather comforting.
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