Coco’s Tale
This frisky little mongrel, rescued off the street,
jumped up at once to greet me and wove around my feet.
We were meant to be together, I thought. What better proof
than her goofy antics—her lick and growl and woof?
I didn’t need another dog. My friends would all concur.
In my home there was no lack of yowl and bark and purr.
Would a new arrival agree with dog and cat?
Would my spectacular surprise fizzle and fall flat?
Would Morrie accept her? Would Zoe object?
Would the cats say “That’s enough!” and finally defect?
I had no proof that she’d fit in, and yet part of the weaving
together of a family is in the believing.
That potent pull of heartstrings exchanged at the first glance
somehow won over reason, so I thought I’d take the chance.
When we got into the car, she jumped up on my lap,
curled herself into a ball and took a little nap.
Cats hissed at her arrival and approached her fully armed,
so her feline siblings clearly were not charmed!
But to Zoe and to Morrie, she is a long-lost friend,
and though our story is not over, for now this is “The End!”
I’ve had a terrible bronchial infection for the past two weeks and indications are that I’m allergic to Coco. I tried making Zoe and Coco sleep out in the doggie domain with Morrie, but they cried for two hours, so they are back inside but somehow, Coco seems to realize my problem and she has shifted from sleeping right beside my neck to getting as far away from my face as possible while still touching me, so she sleeps pressed up against my leg, knee to ankle, or with her chin over my foot. Zoe has switched down to sleep in her own little bed right next to the bed. Fingers crossed that this will work. They are so dear. Zoe and Coco are constant companions and Morrie sometimes joins in the chase. I feel bad, knowing he is missing Diego, so I’ve been putting the girls out all day to keep him company and sometimes he sleeps on a comfy lawn chair right outside my bedroom door that I leave cracked a bit so the dogs can get out if they need to. Peaceable kingdom. The cats still don’t like the new intruder, but they have their own safe area out in front that is not accessible to the dogs.
Prompt words today are spectacular, concur, believing, potent, proof and exchange.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
I so hope that she is not the reason for your breathing problem… Sending Voodoo your way to fix things~! Tami sends greetings, and my Coco says that is just the way DOGS are~!
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Judy,
I am hoping that all works out for Coco to remain with Zoe and you. To see them embrace reminds me that humans are not the only ones with emotions, so we are not a higher species. I hope, too, that you start to feel better soon.
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Oh, I can’t get rid of her at this point. She’s already my girl… We just need to figure out the logistics of living together.
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Get well soon, I hope it all works out!
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Oh dear – I hope you are feeling better soon, Judy. Not good to be allergic to your darlings!
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I hope you feel better soon too because if the dogs all get along, you’ve definitely got a winner!
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You’re surrounded by so much love here. I hope the allergies settle down so that you can enjoy Coco’s company more.
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the photo of Zoe and Coco hugging each other is adorable, but I am sorry about your bronchitis, Judy. How could you be allergic to Coco, if you are not allergic to Zoe?
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I don’t know. I had all three dogs in bed with me at the time when it got really bad but Coco is with me now and close by my shoulder and no problem. There are tons of really bad respiratory cases going on here right now but mine seems to be better. Even if I were allergic, I wouldn’t give her up now.. but I think I’m on the mend. This is the first day I haven’t had to take meds. Yay.
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I am glad to hear that, Judy. So it’s not an allergy, after all, or, alternatively, it’s a seasonal, rather than Coco – related one.
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Hope so….
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I seem to be over the bronchial thing for now. I’ve found that if I sleep in the guest room rather than my own bed that my back feels much better and i sleep more soundly. Trying to leave the girls out in their doggie room tonight. We’ll see how it goes. If they start acting up, I’ll let them come into the guest room. Bit by bit. Thanks for your concerns. xoox.
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