(Dogs 30)
So then we had cats, one batch after the other from our queen, Fraidy Cat; and while they have their blandishments, they are not dogs. And now [in my memory] it is Mary Margaret who is begging for a dog. And really there is no reason why not. It must be rather a small one, it must have hair, and it must have personality.
September 12, 2013
September 10, 2013
Mourning
(Dogs 28)
All of us mourned for Vica. It was a sad family which had her buried on a lot we had by the river. And it was a sad mother who wrote to her boy that night and an even sadder son who read the letter next day.
All of us mourned for Vica. It was a sad family which had her buried on a lot we had by the river. And it was a sad mother who wrote to her boy that night and an even sadder son who read the letter next day.
September 8, 2013
Discovery
(Dogs 27)
One winter afternoon I was in the kitchen ... baking cookies when someone banged on the door. Here were Skipper and Bobby Cutting, eyes bulging, horrified. They had been skating on the river and found Vica dead, frozen in the ice.
One winter afternoon I was in the kitchen ... baking cookies when someone banged on the door. Here were Skipper and Bobby Cutting, eyes bulging, horrified. They had been skating on the river and found Vica dead, frozen in the ice.
September 7, 2013
Disappearance
(Dogs26)
By this time we had moved to the West Side and Vica had more country freedom to run. Sometimes she was gone over night. We were anxious and did what we could. [Polly does not explain that just before Thanksgiving Vica failed to come home; she just disappeared.]
By this time we had moved to the West Side and Vica had more country freedom to run. Sometimes she was gone over night. We were anxious and did what we could. [Polly does not explain that just before Thanksgiving Vica failed to come home; she just disappeared.]
September 5, 2013
Cabin fever
(Dogs 25)
Alas, it couldn't last forever, and Vica had to go back home with us. The same apathy all over again. She took to walking around and around the kitchen, feeling the four walls with her shoulder as she went, blindly. We called the vet to come and we all watched her going round and around, never stopping. It was marked. He said he had never seen such a thing before. And there was nothing to be done.
Alas, it couldn't last forever, and Vica had to go back home with us. The same apathy all over again. She took to walking around and around the kitchen, feeling the four walls with her shoulder as she went, blindly. We called the vet to come and we all watched her going round and around, never stopping. It was marked. He said he had never seen such a thing before. And there was nothing to be done.
September 3, 2013
A happy reunion
(Dogs 24)
On one occasion when we went to Ripon [for Homecoming] we took Vica with us, a lifeless hunk on the back seat. But as soon as she got out and saw Skip, and smelled him, oh the difference! How she came to life! She ran in circles, her tongue nuzzling him -- what a happy reunion!
On one occasion when we went to Ripon [for Homecoming] we took Vica with us, a lifeless hunk on the back seat. But as soon as she got out and saw Skip, and smelled him, oh the difference! How she came to life! She ran in circles, her tongue nuzzling him -- what a happy reunion!
September 1, 2013
Regrets
(Dogs 23)
We understood each other, [Vica and I]. All of us worried. Regretting I complained about her before, I now tried to make it up for her by taking her for walks. But I wasn't her master.
We understood each other, [Vica and I]. All of us worried. Regretting I complained about her before, I now tried to make it up for her by taking her for walks. But I wasn't her master.
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