Eggs and a Dog
Wednesday, December 30th, 2009I was making eggs on the stove tonight.
My family’s dog, Tahoe, always sits near the stove when I start making eggs.
She watches my every move and waits for a hand out. I’m easy and always give her a small piece or two.
Tonight I looked at her and said, “You know, Tahoe, you know nothing about these eggs; only that they taste good.”
Realizing what I had just said, I silently asked myself, “What else is there to know?”
Tahoe, Syracuse, New York, 2009
