Have you ever had a friend, a really, really close friend that you where so close with that you constantly saw yourselves looking in the same direction. Yeah? Me too. I look at Syd and Chickey Monkey... they seem to love each other in some strange, accommodating way, and I see the love they have for each other, and the love that they look for. One wants to constantly play, with her friends, running around the yard, sleeping peacefully, sure that all her creature comforts, since the day she arrived, will be here for her, ready and waiting. The other, she, well, she's been in a different neighborhood most her life.... she watches the others run around the yard, she watches those who sleep peacefully, she watches those things that she's been blessed with, those creature comforts, as if they may not be there tomorrow.....she's not so secure as her little, white, frivolous, deaf friend. She balances everything.... She wonders if it will be there tomorrow.. the bowl of food, the fresh water, the love..... so each day to her... it's an amazing thing when it shows up, because if it didn't show up tomorrow... it wouldn't surprise her. She seizes the moment. She feels what she can for today. I know tomorrow, it will be there for her, but she doesn't, and that is sad for me, because it's what I want and try to give to her. She is just like her sister dog... very different, but in the very same boat... the boat of my love....that will always be there for her, for them.
