Dad recently mentioned he would like to have a dog. Probably not having a dog for the past couple of years was the longest time in over 90 years he was without a canine companion. One of my sisters found a rescue dog for him a few weeks ago. Bear, the dog is sort of a big puppy, so not surprised it chewed a couple of things and retrieved food from the kitchen counter a couple of times. Dad complained about the dog, threatened to send him back to the pound and even blamed Bear for his lost cell phone. But pretty sure he was bonding to the dog anyway, those hair shedding, flea infested critters still make their way into our hearts.
At dad's house this past weekend and noticed dad talking to the dog a bit more. I was doing a few things around his house, on this warm sunny day. About the middle of the afternoon, dad says "Let's sit outside and have some ice cream". Dad got a single serving size carton of Blue Bell ice cream out of his freezer. Bear and I joined him for conversation, ice cream and sunshine on the back porch. Dad finished his ice cream down to about the last bite and then said "Here you go Bear" as he handed the remainder to the ice cream serving to Bear. Bear was quite happy with this little treat.
For any reading this who are not from Texas, note this. You only share Blue Bell ice cream with true friends.
Ice cream is happiness condensed.
Jessie Lane Adams
