Our party on July 3 was quite a success. Of course, I don't delude myself with thinking that everyone came to see me. The buzz of the evening was about seeing Morgan.
We'd put Morgan and Lilac in the basement until dinner was over so that things would be quiet and peaceful down there for them and they wouldn't get overwhelmed right away. As we cooked on the grill and got things laid out for dinner, we were asked several times by my young nephew and niece about where the new dog was. As a matter of fact, our niece even brought us a drawing she'd done of three Greyhounds and a German Shepherd head. It was really busy on our street since the Cruise In was also going on. For those who don't know, a Cruise In is where people bring a lot of antique cars and set them up so others can look at them. It started just a couple of years ago and has grown exponentially ever since. It draws a large crowd since the cars are really nice and our town is known for having a really nice, small town fireworks display.
Finally, after dinner was finished, Morgan made her big debut. To say that she was a big hit would be an understatement. She wasn't as friendly and outgoing as the girls, but she handled the attention well. I will admit that she stole my heart a bit during this big moment. Quite a few family members were trying to coax her over to share attention with her, but she kept a bit of distance. I'd taken some food into the house and came back outside. When she saw me, her tail went into gear and she gave a little half leap. I walked over to her and she sat firmly planted between my feet. How anyone could not be taken in by her gesture of possession and reassurance is beyond me. She was happy as a clam as I leaned down to pet her and put my arm around her.