One year ago today, in the midst of heavy grief and under a cloud of worry, a very happy thing happened to this house at the end of the cul-de-sac.
Olive came home.
|She met Bumper.|
|Bumper was happy.|
We didn't know it when she came here, but Olive turned out to be the easiest puppy I've ever had the pleasure (or misfortune, depending on the day and the dog) to raise. (For the record, Bumper was the naughtiest and, as we all know, Patsy was off the charts.) Olive was exactly what this house needed. Something happy in the midst of our sorrow and worry. Our reward for all the hard, horrible stuff that happened with Patsy.
In too short a time, she became our Only Dog. She has helped my broken heart to (mostly) heal.
Olive had her moments. She is the first dog in this family that needed the Cone of Shame.
She grew up quickly,
and learned to play tetherball...
|She likes to chase squirrels, and checks the trees frequently.|
|Tennis balls are her favorite toy.|
Our happy dog.
We love her.