Have you noticed that sometimes out-of-the-blue you get a thought about something that happened years ago?
I’m talking this time about Heidi, our German Shepard-mix dog. We got her when we were first married. And shortly before any cats came along!
One night as we were sleeping, Chuck and I were suddenly awakened by a “whooshing” sound. Heidi was at and on the foot of the bed.
Chuck said, “I think there’s a bat in the bedroom”; I peeked out from under the covers long enough to see Heidi ducking down whenever the bat whooshed by. (At that time, we lived in town in an old house, in an area with lots of trees. We figured the bat got in either through the attic or the fireplace; didn’t matter which, actually.)
Some watch dog Heidi was! Somewhere, we have a few photos of her; if I run across them I’ll post one or two. She was a beige white.
When we moved to a different neighborhood, one of the little neighbor boys across the street (3 maybe?) would come over and ask, “Can Heidi come out to play?”
Yours in remembering,