talbotlucas.org: a word to the wise is sufficient

I heard a lot of muffled movement as I was preparing the last post, and found Wallace in the bedroom, on top of our bed, resting his head on the comforter that he had managed to completely reconfigure. When he finds a way to make himself comfortable, and has made such an effort, I can't bear to shoo him from his spot.

Wallace also met a new friend today--a twelve-year-old poodle (or poodle mix?) named Dumpling. Very sweet, and aptly named: He looked a lot like the dumplings my father used to make to accompany chicken soup. Dumpling and his owner accompanied us on a long, slow walk around the block, and much to her delight Dumpling kept up with us the whole way. He's not been in the best of health and is on some heavy-duty medication, but once he realized that my jacket pocket contained treats (ones with which he was already familiar, no less), he was more than happy to go for a hike.