Well, it's no secret that I got toppled over by Churchill's Black Dog this spring. But I've been doing my best to show Black Dog who's alpha.
This afternoon when I looked at my great-grandmother's empty white pitcher sitting on the table in my entry way, I felt a little explosion of joy in my chest when I thought about buying a bouquet of sunflowers and filling that empty white pitcher right up with bright yellow flowers. I haven't felt that way in months.
Black Dog hasn't exactly won his Canine Good Citizen certificate yet. But things are definitely looking up.