Two Dogs, One Heart
Just as I cannot explain Mayday’s illness and recovery, I cannot explain this either. I had felt extremely guilty about Mayday getting sick as I suspected that it was somehow tied to Harriet’s arrival into this household. Friends told me I was being silly but I never saw anything like the way Mayday reacted to Harriet. If a dog could hold its nose, she would have. And she was angry with me. When I walked into the room, she would get up and leave. Rather than sleep with me, which she has for all of her 13 years, she slept on the couch.There was no doubt in my mind that Mayday was very angry with me about bringing this little pest into our house, into her comfortable life. And I felt all this had caused her to be sick.
Harriet was not mean or vicious. She was just a puppy who wanted to play. She always approached Mayday with tail wagging a mile a minute. But Mayday was pretty firm. No way, you little intruder! Get lost!
So I don’t know whether a week in the hospital made us all look a lot more attractive but Mayday is more open to the idea of Harriet as friend. When Harriet gets to be too much, Mayday lets her know. But they have found their way and spend most mornings tussling on the porch. I hope it lasts.
In one short week, Mayday has regained her lost weight and looks like herself again, pink cheeks and all. Harriet is happy to have her friend home. I don’t know if it had anything to do with the chicken and rice or maybe just that old thing about absence making the heart grow fonder. Whatever, it certainly has made my heart feel a lot better.
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