Waiting

One day where I knew my husband's grandmother would come over I opened the door and told Buller (our dog) that she was coming. He sat there patiently waiting for her and as she took longer to get there than normally I went on doing other things. When she finally arrived she was met by a dog sitting there alone at the top of the stairs, waiting for her. Needless to say it made her day.
Materials: Narrative by One Little Bird