Grace is the cause of all action. She is the dominant female and controls all activity. Even crabby Atlas will differ to her. So today Deb's Collie stayed to play and it has been a bust. Howard spent the morning with his nose to the ground and Ollie walked around lost. If Grace were here there would have been wonderful doggy pandemonium, with Howard around the edges barking the loud Basset bray. Grace practices her wrestler moves on Ollie and he always ends up in smack-down!
It's too quiet and well-managed at this time. The trouble maker is struggling to live and the rest of us are left wondering if her bossy, aggressive self will ever return to us. I know she's a dog, but she is a D O G, as large a personality as Bill, and her absence leaves a gaping hole, especially since Bill is now gone. Atlas is a large dog in size and Howard is a tank on short legs, but neither have the force of personality of Bill or Grace. I really do need such a dog around, for they create a certain energy I find I need, or at least enjoy. Even though I grump at it a lot.
We all, two and four-leggers, want the catalyst to come home.