Chase was pink. A
lovely, yet distinct blush color had covered most of his previously white
fur. The Englishman and I pondered and
argued over his new hue and finally settled on the unfinished Brazilian walnut
hardwood floor we were installing. For
more than eighteen months the house was under renovation while we continued
about our daily lives.
Aside from the loud noise at times, the renovations did
not seem to bother the dogs. In fact,
they seemed to enjoy the changes. Did I
just sweep a pile of debris and nails? Molly
insisted on walking right through it, tracking dusty paw prints as she
continued through the house. Did I leave
a strip of insulation on the floor?
Chase preferred this to any expensive dog bed. Did we try to nail, saw, measure or do
anything low to the ground? Watch out
because Charlie was right there, ready to lick you or just be underfoot.
At the end of the day, though, it all washed out. Dirty paws can be cleaned, dog kisses wiped
away and even a pink dog can become white again.
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