A House By the Side of the Road
“The workers cheerfully carried out load after load of dismal furniture and ugly, heavy curtains. At ten o’clock, the moving truck drove up. By noon, known objects had made the house comforting, despite the stacks of unpacked cartons.
The sound of barking in the early afternoon drew her out into the backyard. Two dogs were racing toward the trees, Warren G. Harding hot in pursuit of the ugly brown dog. Even with his longer legs, he stood no chance of overtaking her, but she whirled and came toward him, and they met in a tumbling pile of cream and brown.
Meg took off running, unwilling to let nature take its course. They separated, the bigger dog with his front legs on the ground, his rear end high, and his tail up. He made a short bounding motion at the other dog, who stood panting and then gave in to the invitation and romped around him. Meg slowed to a walk, glad that no one had witnessed her misunderstanding.
“Harding!” she called, and then whistled. “Hey, Harding!”
He ran eagerly t...o meet her, jumping up to pat at her with large paws.MoreLess
The sound of barking in the early afternoon drew her out into the backyard. Two dogs were racing toward the trees, Warren G. Harding hot in pursuit of the ugly brown dog. Even with his longer legs, he stood no chance of overtaking her, but she whirled and came toward him, and they met in a tumbling pile of cream and brown.
Meg took off running, unwilling to let nature take its course. They separated, the bigger dog with his front legs on the ground, his rear end high, and his tail up. He made a short bounding motion at the other dog, who stood panting and then gave in to the invitation and romped around him. Meg slowed to a walk, glad that no one had witnessed her misunderstanding.
“Harding!” she called, and then whistled. “Hey, Harding!”
He ran eagerly t...o meet her, jumping up to pat at her with large paws.MoreLess
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