Now I'm ready to start writing again. Baby K has been so curious about the world ever since he started crawling. He still takes one to two naps a day, but sometimes not without a fight. Mommy and I get our quiet times at night now, after baby K goes to bed. Never thought we'd become night-owls...
Anyway.
Meet Lightning. My ever-so-calm furry bigger sister; big fluff of hair. Loves to bask around in natural light, connecting to her inner peace. Might be mistaken as a carpet at times.
If there was ever a patient dog...she is one.
Now, see her in her hiding spot? or so she thought.
I'm sure she's figured out that it isn't so much of a hiding spot anymore now.
Did I mention that baby K is a pro crawler now? Yep. And if there is ever one thing that is unbearably intriguing to him; that would be my hairy sister. Who could resist a big wonder-of-fluff?!
So when he spotted her, guess what he put in his internal GPS target destination?
Yep. You guessed it. He went after her.
She has the patience of the saints.
Extremely submissive and patient. I'm not saying she's not going to snap at one point, but she is definitely more tolerant than me in the patience department.
Wow. A moment after that she even let him pat -looked more like pounding to me- her on her chest.
She did run to Daddy after that, asking for refuge.
Still...her patience is to admire for.
As for me, I peer from between the tall curved legs of the chair, shivering to imagine when that day dawns upon me... I can only hope for more patience, and enough trust in me.
