Thursday, December 10, 2015

Bye, Bye, Maid

So, Maid has gone to her new home and job.  She left this afternoon, leaving a Maid-shaped hole in my life.

When I quit feeling sad I will be left with the sense that I did the right thing, and will be happy for Maid.  Like all the dogs that have worn collars with my name on them, she taught me a lot, gave more than she got, and made things interesting in a whole new way.  She gave me a long-coveted peek at sheep-dogging.  Good dog, Maid!  And thanks!