As much as Jon likes to talk about how Fate can’t herd sheep, how she isn’t as generous as the other dogs (these things are both true), and asks anyone who visits if they’d like to take her home, he really does like her. Maybe even love her.
This morning as Jon was taking pictures of the Cyclamen that bloom in our north-facing dining room windows all winter long and the dogs crowded around him. But it was Fate who jumped up on the ottoman like she used to do when she was a puppy and asked for a cuddle with Jon.
“These dogs are all sweet and loving, and as I see it, supportive,” He later wrote.
