Visitor

So the surprise was... I had a visitor! The first time someone flew into town just to see me! It was fantastic. She said she was my 'weekend mommy' - I gather she was really my dad's friend. But she smelled nice, and I liked biting her earrings. We played and I got kissed and held a lot. I miss women, they hug so sweet and talk so different. Even though it's cool being in a house of men (woof woof and hoo-rah and all that shit), women can be nice, too.

One really cool thing about my weekend mommy visitor from a land far far away - she heals things. And not like, heel dog, stay at my heel, but like heals things. Makes them better. And getting a hug from a woman with a touch like that... I just sink into it and sigh... until I see earring.

She's a dog person, too. I could smell it on her, but really, even if I was smell-challenged, I would have known. She's got that vibe about her and sure, I'm still a puppy, but I'm not ignorant. I have instinct, and this one has it going on. If you could see what I see, and sense what I sense, you'd want to swim in that sort of energy. Take a bath in it. Like a mineral hot spring of good energy. I loved her... and her name was Erika.

She's gone now, and you know what? I'm tired, but I feel so good to know she's part of my pack. Yep, you guessed it; this is Trip and I'm out!