The perfect arrangement

Looking out my window I could see the top of a crocus poking up through the snow. I took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief. Spring was finally here.

Still in my jammies and slippers, I grabbed my cup of coffee and headed to my computer to check my email. My little dog, Bella, reluctantly followed me knowing I would turn on the small space heater in front of her bed by my desk.

This had become our routine together. I was 46, single and my best buddy and roommate was a four-pound Chihuahua. She curled up with me each night, ate next to me each day, and loved me unconditionally.

It was a perfect arrangement.

The perfect arrangement


I tucked her blanket around her, and quickly went through my emails. My real estate business was still going strong and I was diligent about returning emails to my buyers and sellers.

Before long my eyes wandered away from emails to photos from Christmas. My boys had both come home, and my heart filled glancing through all of the pictures.

I laughed when I saw the photo of them pointing marshmallow shooters at each other. They were grown men, out making their way in the world, but I also remembered the little boys they used to be.

My girlfriend, Estelle, and I saw those mini marshmallow shooters at a store while we were shopping together and immediately knew we needed them for our big kids.

I gave my sons their guns at the same time, and they quickly unwrapped them, loaded and aimed…at each other. It was fun watching them laugh and run through the house trying to get a shot at the other.

Later that day, we went to Estelle’s place for dinner. After learning that her kids had the same shooters, my boys decided it would be fun to ambush them and came in guns blazing.

I will never forget the look of shock on her kids’ faces. Without skipping a beat, Estelle’s son picked up his gun and came at my boys full force. Before we knew it they were all out in the street with mini-marshmallows flying everywhere.

Flipping through the photos, I came across the ones from spring break. My heart was full, reminded of our happy times together. Getting up from my desk, I scooped up Bella and whirled her around doing a little happy dance.

Life was good, and spring was upon us. I told her we would be going on a bike ride together soon, but for now it was time to get dressed and head to the office. She looked at me with her big brown eyes and I knew she understood every single word.

Reader Comments

  1. littlemissw

    There’s nothing like a pet. I’ve actually just dropped my cat, Blackie, off at the vet to have her teeth removed. She has a dental condition and the pain has caused her to compulsively groom herself bald on her belly and legs. She is SO ugly at the moment, but I do adore her.

    • Loretta Sayers
      Loretta Sayers

      Oh Wendy, I so know what you mean! Blackie is your little friend, no matter what.

      Bella eventually had to have all of her teeth removed too. It made her tongue hang out, but I didn’t care. I too, adored her.

    • Loretta Sayers
      Loretta Sayers

      It is so priceless! I count myself lucky to have had that little dog in my life, just when I needed her most.

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