When Fellow Traveler and I went on our vacation, we left Cassie, aka Miss Cassie May, with our friend L and her golden retriever Maize. We'd been just a bit concerned because Cassie had been somewhat non-committal about the whole thing during a previous home visit with the two -- she liked L all right, but treated Maize with a rather paws-off attitude, and in fact spent much of that evening amusing herself by staring out of L's living-room window at the neighbors instead of interacting with her new doggie acquaintance.
It turns out that, once we drove away, Cassie and Maize hit it off like gangbusters -- think Happy Time Dog Camp for both of them.
But now that we're all home, Cassie is in a state of abject depression. Our normally exuberant dog spends the day either sleeping or moping. We think she's not only missing Maize, but by extension remembering her beloved dog sister Katie, and even her affectionately antagonistic dealings with Cody.
So our household discussions have turned to the wisdom of getting another dog -- not only because of Cassie's apparent loneliness, but our observations of Semi-Son the Younger's and Semi-Son-in-Law's two dogs -- one of which had been an older, "only dog" with numerous health issues until the kids rescued the other dog. These two dog buddies are so happy, and the older dog's health has improved exponentially (a phenomenon we'd also seen in Cody, who I'm sure owed his last year of life to his new doggie pals).
This weekend we're going to travel to a neighboring county, Cassie in tow, and check out a private rescue household we found via Petfinder.com. This might be the beginning of another dog adventure for our household. And it may give a whole new meaning to the term "Lenten discipline."