We'd ventured out at almost three in the afternoon, a time that makes our little Jack and Jill fairly restive, but accounted for on a Monday since that's my house-cleaning day and I'm usually not free until the dusting and mopping and vacuuming has been completed and the last floor has been washed, well after two p.m. At which point I'm prepared to go out, accompanying my husband and our irrepressible two scamps.
We never know who we'll come across, so there's always that surprise element, and yesterday it was Lilly and our friend Rod, and soon afterward another couple we've only recently become acquainted with, along with their husky, Malika. Both dogs are beautiful specimens of their breed, the former a white German Shepherd, the latter a typical Husky.
Lilly has endless patience with Jackie and Jillie, who tend to crowd around her excitedly, happy to see her and to communicate their pleasure to her. We don't hear her sigh in resignation, but no doubt she does, while indulging them.
When Malika arrived, she and Lilly kind of edged around each other, evincing a fairly obvious disinterest. Huskies tend to be offhand like that, sensibly reserving judgement until they become more familiar with others. And certainly though Jackie and Jillie were more than willing to become more familiar, Malika who has by now seen them often enough by now, remains aloof to their overtures.
And when the two large dogs, equally matched in dignity and reserve stood briefly side by side as their humans took part in obligatorily pleasant social small-talk, they seemed to take pains to let the other know they weren't terribly interested. Somewhat like young girls and young women viewing one another askance, as rivals in vivacity and good looks, each summing up the other to calculate whether one had the edge over the other.
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