Thursday, April 7, 2011

Dooley Brings Us Out

We moved into our house in the summer of 2008, but we didn't really meet our neighbors until this month.  Our street dead-ends on both ends, and the only way you can get to our street is if you know where to turn; we live on a very quiet street in Dallas.  Most of the neighbors have lived in their homes for 20+ years; we felt like outsiders on our street until Dooley arrived.  For the second time in two weeks I've had a group of my 50-something and 60-something neighbors enjoying a front yard happy hour yell at me from their circle of lawn chairs: "Go get Dooley and come see us!"  Our neighbors love Dooley!

I can't keep up with their names.  They call me by my husband's name sometimes too.  But they don't forget Dooley's name. 

I like knowing my neighbors.

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