Day #4: Millie the Dog
I’ll be happy to get back to my North Side life and four kitties tomorrow, but we’ve had some good times this week – me and Millie. Millie is a strange dog, but I think after spending some quality time together we are starting to understand one another. You see, she might live in my Mom’s house, but because she arrived after I left I never really formed an attachment to Millie. I’m starting to see what everyone sees in her.
I’m a cat person. I grew up with dogs, but I’m definitely a cat person. Fortunate for me, Alvi is a cat that I can take to the park. We’ve been in love with Chihuahuas (the dogs, and the cheese) since meeting our friend Sandy’s dog Jonah several years ago. Reputted for their yips and yappinesss and general annoying qualities, Alvi is perfect. He yaps only when he should (like when a big dog gets nasty with him), loves to cuddle, and does a fantastic impression of a wolf howling at the moon.
I’m in love.
Part of the reason we wanted a dog was to get out more in our neighborhood and have an excuse to visit the park and go for walks. The funny thing is, when you have a dog people in your neighborhood actually stop to talk to you. I’m not sure if it’s like a dog bonding thing, or a great conversation starter, or something else entirely, but I’m thinking we might actually get to know some of our neighbors by having a dog. I’ll be sure to keep you updated on that part of the journey… in the mean time, photos: