verge (vʉrj)
the edge, brink, or margin (of something): also used figuratively the verge of the forest, on the verge of hysteria

to tend or incline (to or toward)
to be in the process of change or transition into something else; pass gradually (into) dawn verging into daylight

Monday, April 25, 2011

Mercy Unplugged


She's quite the trip.

I think I might have finally worn her out yesterday.  It only took about 5 miles of running and a round trip to Connecticut and back.  Thankfully, at 8 o'clock last night she put herself in her crate and shut the door.  I followed shortly behind.

She runs. She only runs.
And everywhere.  Occasionally she flings herself into the river and, still running, she flings herself back out again.  Tongue flapping, tail wagging, paws touching down every thirty feet or so--here we come, and bzzzzt, there we gooooooo!

I must confess that I adore it.  I'm sure the dog police are watching us carefully and shaking their heads at our rowdiness, but heck!  Someone's got to break the rules, after all....

A month ago I would have pegged her as Miss Congeniality.  While she's indeed enormously friendly, I now see at six months that she is more the Thelma and Louise type.

Note to self: perhaps that should read 'we'?

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