yesterday when i returned
wendy was up
curious about the stuff i'd dragged into the house.
groceries, flea market cloth and a blender
she drank and smelled the dry food
(that was sitting there, just in case).
i placed some tuna on the floor.
she sniffed and sniffed, and then ate!
more than a taste.
so i went to town
bought yucky smelling fancy gooey dog food
which she ate. not much,
but plenty for one who has fasted so long.
this morning she
asked to eat again.
and yesterday she barked and wagged her tail lots,
so it seems we are in a reprieve
for a bit.
me, i am learning patience, acceptance.