After yesterday's writings, I'm feeling a little tired and like maybe something lighthearted and poignant needs to appear here. I don't want to let Julio type here, though, because he might dreul all over the keyboard. So, to praise the pup, here are two things Julio does that are so cute.
First, I swear this dog knows me. It's not necessarily Lassy (sp?), but he knows what I need. I often tell the story of last semester. Many of you know that it was a difficult semester because of pain levels. Well, one day, as I was headed for lunch, I told Julio to "find the stairs". He started walking, and, being in the hunger fog that I was, I wasn't sure what was up. I was about to redirect him, when he looked back, smacked my leg gently with his tail and licked my hand. I could almost here him asking "you coming or not?" My pain levels were high, I was frustrated, but I followed him anyway. Soon, we arrived at the elevator. What a sweet boy!
Secondly, though some won't think this is important, Julio knows the smell of coffee. I've been in a crabby mood (who? Me?), and Julio's litterally pulled toward StarBucks. Smart dog!
And that's what I'm thinking about.