Oh Sylvie

We are adjusting to life with a dog again. It's not the same. What was I thinking? Don't get me wrong, Sylvie is a sweet little girl & I have certainly had moments where I just love her, but she simply doesn't have the same presence that Charlie did. Lots less personality. In fact, she's kinda like a cat. She seems like she could take us or leave us. I don't know, maybe she's depressed that she's the only dog here. She loves to be outside, and frankly we aren't really outside people at this time of year. Shoveling the driveway with Matt is pretty much the highlight of her day. Today, unbeknownst to me, she followed me out into the garage, and was probably out there for an hour before I realized that she was missing. When I found her she was just sleeping next to the garage door, soaking up all the cold air. It's funny, she doesn't act like she's hot while she's in the house, but she would just sit in the snow all day if I'd let her. I used to never feel alone when Charlie was around, Sylvie just doesn't have that comforting companionship vibe going on. I can't really talk to her, she doesn't act like she cares or is listening. That sounds stupid, but Charlie so did. I really hope we come to know each other better. I probably just need to quit comparing the two of them. That's not fair is it?



I'll give her this; she is really cute. And sweet. And soft. And fun to play with in the snow.
- Posted from my iPhone