Baxter Wants to Play!

We moved in the new house on July 1st and are just about settled. Working out the kinks in storage and finding a new home for the scissors is done. We're in and going about a new routine.

Each morning Wes or I walk the dogs bright and early. Either way I also go for a short run. By the time I get back home the dogs have had just enough time to cool down and are ready to play. Baxter runs over to the door and waits while I get my first shoe and sock off. I no sooner put the sock in my shoe and he's off with it. Bailey chases him and then sees there is another sock coming. She gets that one. In a few minutes they've lost interest and the socks are safe again.

The dogs want to play and even though they have lots of room to run inside the house, they miss their doggie door. With that they could make the loops inside and out, without stopping. Over and over.

I want to play, too. Not so much with the dogs but people. Getting a new routine is about so much more than scissors or where to keep coffee mugs. I am reminded of our first weeks and months in Kingman and looking for a coffee shop, trying to find a running partner and wondering who will want to quilt. It came, eventually.