Kyndall’s a pretty easy-going puppy; she doesn’t have the sort of dominant personality that her predecessor, Dionne, did. So I’m a bit surprised by how much we miss her (while she’s up in Girl Camp).
Life is easier in many ways. We don’t get awakened by tiny squeaks at 5:30 or 6 a.m. We don’t have to take her out for training sessions, and grocery-shopping without a puppy is less stressful.
But it’s also less sociable. Steve commented that the pretty girls in the supermarket yesterday paid no attention to him (which often is not the case when Kyndall’s at his side.) I miss her furrowed brow and happy prancing in anticipation of meal time.
I plan to call CCI on Wednesday or Thursday to see when they think I might be able to pick her up. I’m hoping it will be sooner, rather than later.
