If last week I seemed strangely absent, you are correct. I was absent. But not for reasons you might expect. I wasn’t caught up in my kitchen baking and cooking away. I wasn’t furiously testing recipes for my clients. I wasn’t nose to the grindstone, reading cookbook manuscripts. I was distracted. Meet Maggie.
Now for the back story. For about the past 6 months we have been discussing adopting a dog. We visited the local animal shelter, on a semi-regular basis, knowing when the right dog found us I would be open to adopting, and bringing home, the pooch.
Find me she did. For some strange reason I followed promptings in my head, and in my heart, and drove to the shelter alone last Monday. I arrived around 11:00 a.m. and spent time with a black and white furry dog name Nicco. He was a bouncy, large-pawed puppy. Cute, playful, and not full grown, Nicco was a little too active for my lifestyle. The dog that finds me needs to sit by my side while I write my blog and work at my computer. I returned Nicco to his pen and made my way down the row of cages where silver chain-link fence seperated me from the barking dogs. Sitting quitely in a pen, almost near the end of the row, I spied Maggie, a small blonde and white dog, who wasn’t barking. Her hair curled over her big brown eyes and her wet black nose investigated my outstretched hand. We went on a walk, I petted her belly, and it didn’t take long before I was attached to this sweet little doggie. She won my heart. Because she was already spayed, all I had to do was fill out the application, pay the fee, and Maggie was mine.
So you see, last week, I was here doing my work, cooking for the family, playing with and walking my dog. So far, we’re adjusting to each other pretty well. She’s learning the ropes and I’m busy figuring out her routine. Right now she’s asleep in a chair across from where I’m sitting. So I apologize for my absence last week. It’s all Maggie’s fault. And, yes, we share the same name. No one around here calls me Maggie anyway. And if you call on the phone and ask for Maggie, I’ll assume you want to talk to me.